"The truly ‘mysterious' object is beyond our apprehension... not only because our knowledge has certain irremovable
limits, but because in it we come upon something inherently ‘wholly other'... and before which we
therefore recoil in a wonder that strikes us chill and numb." - Rudolph Otto
I spend a good amount of my time writing, which is really kind of masochistic, since there is an inordinate share of rejection. You wonder to yourselves why most writers are neurotic, paranoid, chain-smoking wrecks: because they spend all of themselves
