Come... dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly.
Before modification by Chas at 07/09/2010 01:30:01 AM
The three you've read are definitely his best. The rest of his stuff is good, but not as good. I concur with Rebekah that you should read A Song for Arbonne next.
