She looked at patches of blackness. Black is a blind remembering, she thought.
The unclouded eye was better, no matter what it saw.
It was mostly sweet," he whispered, "and you were the sweetest of all.
Religions often partake of the myth of progress that shields us from the terrors of an uncertain future.
Ecology is often confused with environmentalism, while in fact, environmentalism often leaves out the fact that people, too, can be a legitimate part of an ecosystem.
I don’t think it’s quite that simple. Some people never observe anything, Life just happens to them. They get by on little more than a kind of dumb persistence, and they resist with anger and resentment anything that might lift them out of that false serenity.