Facts Do Not Give Advice.

Doubt Is Long-winded. Certainty Is Brief.

The Vices Of Youth Now Exceed My Powers, But Not My Fancy.

Spirituality Now Wanders From Sex To Drugs To Art To Revolution To Violence--whatever Seems To Promise Deliverance From The Quotidian.

After Desolation, Grief Brings Back Our Humanity.

Romance Is Tempestuous. Love Is Calm.