Mystery is one of the most lovely and influential things that arouses the imagination.

Sometimes I find it difficult to determine whether or not I'm merely spinning my wheels or making progress. Nevertheless, I must keep moving on until I reach a destination. For I would much rather be in perpetual motion with the promise of reaching some place majestic beyond the horizon, rather than sitting idle alongside a dirt road watching time hurriedly pass me by.

In spite of life's unpredictable, callous ways, I still believe in fairy tales.

Trying to pump breath into a fairy tale is as arduous and tragic as ancient Greek theatre.