Falling didn't bother me. I could fall forever and not be hurt. It's stopping that's the problem.

Surely it isn't illegal here to complain about young people these days? How cruel. I had thought it a basic part of human nature, one of the few universally practiced human customs.

What, after all, was the point of civilisation if not the well-being of citizens?

Things happen the way they happen because the world is the way it is.

Or is anyone's identity a matter of fragments held together by convenient or useful narrative, that in ordinary circumstances never reveals itself as a fiction? Or is it really a fiction?

If you're going to make a desperate, hopeless act of defiance you should make it a good one.

Good necessitates evil and the two sides of that disk are not always clearly marked.