Well, You're Young. You Know A Lot

In Some Families, Please Is Described As The Magic Word. In Our House, However, It Was Sorry.

Animals Are Less Alone With Roaring Than We Are With All These Words.

Pride Was My Wilderness, And The Demon That Led Me There Was Fear.

It Is My Feeling That As We Grow Older We Should Become Not Less Radical But More So. I Do Not, Of Course, Mean This In Any Political-party Sense, But Rather In A Willingness To Struggle For Those Things In Which We Passionately Believe. Social Activism And The Struggle For Social Justice Are Often Thought Of As The Natural Activities Of The Young But Not Of The Middle-aged Or The Elderly. In Fact, I Don't Think This Was Ever True.

As We Grow Older We Should Become Not Less Radical But More So.