Picking Other People's Brains Is An Art

Society Created The Prison In Its Own Image; Will History, With Its Penchant For Paradox, Reverse Those Roles?

A Thirteen-year-old Is A Kaleidoscope Of Different Personalities, If Not In Most Ways A Mere Figment Of Her Own Imagination. At That Age, What And Who You Are Depends Largely On What Book You Happen To Be Reading At The Moment.

Lifelong Enemies Are, I Think, As Hard To Make And As Important To One's Well-being As Lifelong Friends.

Objectivity? I've Always Had An Objective.

The Prison System, Inherently Unjust And Inhumane, Is The Ultimate Expression Of Injustice And Inhumanity In The Society At Large.