Anxiety Destroys Scale, And Suffering Makes Us

Our Society, Like Decadent Rome, Has Turned Into An Amusement Society, With Writers Chief Among The Court Jesters

Death Is The Dark Backing A Mirror Needs If We Are To See Anything

There Is An Immense, Painful Longing For A Broader, More Flexible, Fuller, More Coherent, More Comprehensive Account Of What We Human Beings Are, Who We Are And What This Life Is For.

My Face Too Blind, My Mind Too Limited, My Instincts Too Narrow. But This Intensity, Doesn't It Mean Anything?

You Can Spend The Entire Second Half Of Your Life Recovering From The Mistakes Of The First Half.