Hope Is Ambiguous, But Fear Is Precious.

Where Was It Ever Promised Us That Life On This Earth Can Ever Be Easy, Free From Conflict And Uncertainty, Devoid Of Anguish And Wonder And Pain? … The Purpose Of Life Is To Matter, To Be Productive, To Have It Make Some Difference That You Lived At All.

I Learned That It Is The Weak Who Are Cruel, And That Gentleness Is To Be Expected Only From The Strong.

Words Sing. They Hurt. They Teach. They Sanctify. They Were Man's First, Immeasurable Feat Of Magic. They Liberated Us From Ignorance And Our Barbarous Past.

The Writer Wants To Be Understood Much More Than He Wants To Be Respected Or Praised Or Even Loved. And That, Perhaps, Is What Makes Him Different From Others.

Dogs Are Getting Bigger, According To A Leading Dog Manufacturer.