I Love The Laconic. Clearly,

The Radical Intelligence In The Moderate Position Is The Only Place Where The Center Holds. Or So It Seems.

Fear . . . Is Forward. No One Is Afraid Of Yesterday.

Hardly Anyone About Whom I Deeply Care At All Resembles Anyone Else I Have Ever Met, Or Heard Of, Or Read About In Literature.

In The Strange Heat All Litigation Brings To Bear On Things, The Very Process Of Litigation Fosters The Most Profound Misunderstandings In The World.

I Took A Little Celebrational Nap.