Like all former thinkers, I'm writing a book.
It doesn't pay well to fight for what we believe in.
There are people who eat the earth and eat all the people on it like in the Bible with the locusts. And other people who stand around and watch them eat.
I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year's fashions.
Fear comes with middle age.
I'm too old to recover, too narrow to forgive myself.