I Buy Way Too Many Books.

This Emotion I'm Feeling Now, This Is Love, Right?

It Wasn't So Bad Being A Slave When Your Owner Was Yourself And Stood Up For You.

Never Mind That The Story Had Turned Out To Be Lies And Foolishness—there Was Always Folks Stupid Enough To Say, Where There's Smoke There's Fire, When The Saying Should Have Been, Where There's Scandalous Lies There's Always Malicious Believers And Spreaders-around, Regardless Of Evidence.

History Is An Omlette. The Eggs Are Already Broken.

We Spend Our Lives Guessing At What's Going On Inside Everybody Else, And When We Happen To Get Lucky And Guess Right, We Think We 'understand.' Such Nonsense. Even A Monkey At A Computer Will Type A Word Now And Then.