Novelists don’t have answers and ones that do I'm not sure you should trust.

“The mind has a mind of its own. It shows us pictures. Pictures of the past and …”

“Oh, aging is ruddy unbearable! The I's we were yearn to breathe the world's air…”

“What if the differences between social strata stem not from genomics or inheren…”

“Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.”