Was an eternity of absolute ease just another name for hell?

That's all anybody can do right now. Live. Hold out. Survive. I don't know whether good times are coming back again. But I know that won't matter if we don't survive these times.

There is nothing new under the sun$$$ but there are new suns.

We give lip service to acceptance$$$ as though acceptance were enough.

Humans said one thing with their bodies and another with their mouths and everyone had to spend time and energy figuring out what they really meant.

As a country$$$ we've given up our birthright for even less than bread and pottage. We've given it up for nothing -- although I'm sure some people somewhere are richer now.

Listen$$$ no part of me is more definitive of who I am than my brain.

I'm trying to speak -- to write the truth. I'm trying to be clear. I'm not interested in being fancy$$$ or even original. Clarity and truth will be plenty$$$ if I can only achieve them.

Repressive societies always seemed to understand the danger of "wrong" ideas.

You don't start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it's good stuff$$$ and then gradually you get better at it. That's why I say one of the most valuable traits is persistence.