I come from a family of great readers and storytellers.

In our struggle to restrain the violence and contain the damage, we tend to forget that the human capacity for aggression is more than a monstrous defect, that it is also a crucial survival tool.

How deep and sticky is the darkness of childhood, how rigid the blades of infant evil, which is unadulterated, unrestrained by the convenient cushions of age and its civilizing anesthesia.

There are parts of Texas where a fly lives 10,000 years and a man can't die soon enough.

This idea that males are physically aggressive and females are not has distinct drawbacks for both sexes.

It goes in streaks. But some things never go out of fashion.' Hunger artists, fat folks, giants, and dog acts come and go but real freaks never lose their appeal.

American culture is torn between our long romance with violence and our terror of the devastation wrought by war and crime and environmental havoc.