The paradigm of physics - with its interplay of data, theory and prediction - is the most powerful in science.
And as we leave Donne and Walton on the shores of Metahemeralism, we wave a fond farewell to those famous chums of yore.
The trouble is when people read about authors, they don't feel compelled to read the authors' work.
I guess that anything we manage to save from history is a miracle.
When I'm writing, I am concentrating almost wholly on concrete detail: the color a room is painted, the way a drop of water rolls off a wet leaf after a rain.
There's a big anti-intellectual strain in the American south, and there always has been. We're not big on thought.
There's an expectation these days that novels - like any other consumer product - should be made on a production line, with one dropping from the conveyor belt every couple of years.
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
In a small Swiss city sits an international organization so obscure and secretive. . . Control of the institution, the Bank for International Settlements, lies with some of the world's most powerful and least visible men: the heads of 32 central banks, officials able to shift billions of dollars and alter the course of economies at the stroke of a pen.
Be wary of strong drink. It can make you shoot at tax collectors. . . and miss.
Stop being perfect, because obsessing over being perfect stops you from growing.