It is not learning we need at all. Individuals need learning but the culture needs something else, the pulse of light on the sea, the warm urge of huddling together to keep out the cold. We need empathy, we need the eyes that still can weep.

We need empathy, we need the eyes that still can weep.

It is not learning we need at all. Individuals need learning but the culture needs something else, the pulse of light on the sea, the warm urge of huddling together to keep out the cold. We need empathy, we need the eyes that still can weep.

The word suffering is full and whole and perfect as a pierced heart, sweet, rushing and tender ... Suffering is the joy of someone about to be martyred, illumination of something given up as an offer.

Suffering itself is beloved: love and suffering are far closer to each other than love and pleasure.

Suffering ignites the spark of contact with the sublime and offers proof of humanity.

The gun is mightier than the pen, was our true opinion, and the RPG is mightier still.