The wonder is what you can make a paradise out of.
Perhaps, if we don't always have a conscious conscience, we have a subliminal one, from which the memory of past wrongs is not so easily erased.
The worst losses come at night.
Why look any further if you've discovered complete satisfaction.
The vision of an entire world becoming just like us is at least as discomfiting as the thought that most of it won't.
I never fail to be moved by knowing that the ground on which I walk is layered with the past- with achievement and strife and the repeated passions and conflicts of the human creature, always changing, always the same. Generations passing like grass.