The very shaping of history now outpaces the ability of men to orient themselves in accordance with cherished values. And which values? Even when they do not panic, men often sense that older ways of feeling and thinking have collapsed and that newer beginnings are ambiguous to the point of moral stasis.

"Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home."

I like to think of my work as a kind of translation between different systems and contexts.