This will be Great Mam's last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden.

War so conspicuously benefits rich men and kills the poor ones.

School is about two parts ABCs to fifty parts Where Do I Stand in the Great Pecking Order of Humankind.

What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all.

We must surely appear to the world as exactly what we are: a nation that organizes its economy around consuming twice as much oil as it produces, and around the profligate wastefulness of the wars and campaigns required to defend such consumption. In recent years we have defined our national interest largely in terms of the oil fields and pipelines we need to procure fuel.

The most important thing about a person is always the thing you don't know.

she's never forgotten, either, how a mystery caught in the hand could lose its grace