Pride Was My Wilderness, And

If I Hadn't Had My Children, I Wouldn't Have Written More And Better, I Would Have Written Less And Worse.

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.

The Dead Don't Bear A Grudge Nor Seek A Blessing. The Dead Don't Rest Uneasy. Only The Living.

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

Holidays Are Enticing Only For The First Week Or So. After That, It Is No Longer Such A Novelty To Rise Late And Have Little To Do.