‎Who would die for this chance to be fed this death of pleasure with spoons, in their warm homes, alone, unmoving?

...logical validity is not a guarantee of truth.

It can become an exercise in trying to get the reader to like and admire you instead of an exercise in creative art.

But there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talked about in the great outside world of winning and achieving and displaying.

Words and a book and a belief that the world is words.

True heroism is minutes, hours, weeks, year upon year of the quiet, precise, judicious exercise of probity and care—with no one there to see or cheer. This is the world.

I think it's easy to stop smoking; it's just hard not to commit a felony after you stop.