When A Man Angers You, He Conquers

When A Man Angers You, He Conquers You.

Love Is Never Any Better Than The Lover.

Freeing Yourself Was One Thing; Claiming Ownership Of That Freed Self Was Another.

Language Alone Protects Us From The Scariness Of Things With No Names. Language Alone Is Meditation.

There Is A Certain Kind Of Peace That Is Not Merely The Absence Of War. It Is Larger Than That. The Peace I Am Thinking Of Is Not At The Mercy Of History's Rule, Nor Is It A Passive Surrender To The Status Quo. The Peace I Am Thinking Of Is The Dance Of An Open Mind When It Engages Another Equally Open One -- An Activity That Occurs Most Naturally, Most Often In The Reading/writing World We Live In. Accessible As It Is, This Particular Kind Of Peace Warrants Vigilance.