Commencement speeches were invented largely in the belief that outgoing college students should never be released into the world until they have been properly sedated.

I'm a pointillist, just working my tiny little piece of the canvas. I'm not so good at perspective.

I've been trying for some time to develop a lifestyle that doesn't require my presence.

In Palm Springs, they think homelessness is caused by bad divorce lawyers.

Where there's smoke, there's bound to be mirrors.

That's what fiction writers do: create characters and do terrible things to them for the entertainment of others. If they feel guilty enough, they write happy endings.

Isn't it possible that self-esteem isn't causal at all, but simply the happy side effect of a sturdy character, itself the product of unambiguous moral education?