The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.

Seems like half my anxiety dreams are about airports.

We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it.

It’s important that someone celebrate our existence," she objected amiably. "People are the only mirror we have to see ourselves in. The domain of all meaning. All virtue, all evil, are contained only in people. There is none in the universe at large. Solitary confinement is a punishment in every human culture.

But pain seems to me an insufficient reason not to embrace life. Being dead is quite painless. Pain, like time, is going to come on regardless. Question is, what glorious moments can you win from life in addition to the pain?

Any communitys arm of force - military, police, security - needs people in it who can do necessary evil, and yet not be made evil by it. To do only the necessary and no more. To constantly question the assumptions, to stop the slide into atrocity.

Some men just aren't cut out for paternity. Better they should realize it before and not after they become responsible for a son.