Nature Often Seems Like An Idea That

Pain Narrows Consciousness; Pleasure Blurs It.

Regretting The Past Does Not Prevent Me From Repeating It.

I Gulp Down My Pleasures, Chew Over My Miseries.

Radical Historians Now The Tell The Story Of Thanksgiving From The Point Of View Of The Turkey.

Ideologies Can Survive Hostility, But Not Indifference.