Why doesn't Prin go and get her own goddamn blistering bloody shitty jelly doughnuts?

Privacy is a privilege not granted to the aged or the young.

Will we ever reach a point when it is no longer necessary to say Them and Us? I believe we must reach that point, or perish.

Holidays are enticing only for the first week or so. After that, it is no longer such a novelty to rise late and have little to do.

It is my feeling that as we grow older we should become not less radical but more so. I do not, of course, mean this in any political-party sense, but rather in a willingness to struggle for those things in which we passionately believe. Social activism and the struggle for social justice are often thought of as the natural activities of the young but not of the middle-aged or the elderly. In fact, I don't think this was ever true.

I can't change what's happened to me in my life, or make what's not occurred take place. But I can't say I like it, or accept it, or believe it's for the best. I don't and never shall, not even if I'm damned for it.

Bless me or not, Lord, just as You please, for I'll not beg.