How to put this feeling, this certainty, into something as limited as words?
Hating politics was like hating the weather. Pointless, since both were inevitable.
It's okay to play turtle for a while, as long as you don't get too fond of your shell.
Fear and bigotry don’t need explaining. They simply are, like traffic jams and taxes.
Who wants to feel everything everyone else feels all the time?
What?" She drew herself up, stern as a cat presented with the wrong food for dinner.