Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

There’s a big difference between kneeling down and bending over.

Zachary Jernigan can’t write a bad story. He couldn’t even if he tried. Each and every time I start one of his inventive, carefully crafted, thoughtful and mind-bending tales I know I’m in for a treat. This collection is sci-fi at its intelligent best.

Drawing is one of those things which sit on the uneasy bending line between instinct and instruction, where seeming perversity eventually trumps pleasure as the card players and the kibitzers interact and new thrills are sought.

An oak and a reed were arguing about their strength. When a strong wind came up, the reed avoided being uprooted by bending and leaning with the gusts of wind. But the oak stood firm and was torn up by the roots.

The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.