Religious Hatreds Tend To Be Merciless And

As They Marched, The Crowds Lining The Route Broke Into Applause, A Sweet And Deeply Felt Spontaneous Pattering That Was A Sort Of Communal Embrace. Welcome Home.

The Jumbo Jet Is The Airborne Equivalent Of The Interstate Highway...one Might As Well Be Stuffed Into A Cartridge And Shot Through A Pneumatic Tube, Like Interoffice Mail.

A Day Cannot Live In Infamy Without The Nourishment Of Rage. Let's Have Rage.

One Can Live With The Thought Of One's Own Death. It Is The Thought Of The Death Of The Words And Books That Is Terrifying For That Is The Deeper Extinction.

Everywhere You Hang Your Hat Is Home. Home Is The Bright Cave Under The Hat.