Luckily, even as a young man not yet become himself, John Bridgens had two things besides indecision that kept him from self-destruction - books and a sense of irony.

History viewed from the inside is always a dark, digestive mess, far different from the easily recognizable cow viewed from afar by historians.

... all good things beyond sleep come precisely because we defy gravity while we live.

There is a fullness and calmness there which can come only from knowing pain.

I think all the simple things can and do still work - holding your child's hand while walking across the street will do it. But we can hardly hear it for all the noise which has turned love into a cliche, and most people can't even hear John Lennon's "All You Need Is Love" anymore without wincing.

This is every writer's nightmare - the sudden breakdown of meaning in the language that sustains and supports us.

Context is to data what water is to a dolphin