Now I call myself a bleeding heart libertarian. Because I do believe in the principles of Libertarianism as an ideal - because I'm an idealist.

From the point of ignition. To the final drive. The point of the journey is not to arrive.

I have come to believe that anger and grudges are burning embers in the heart.

Could hell be a place where there is no self-respect? A place where people have no pride in their own existence or behavior, and thus would have none for anyone or anything else?

No changes are permanent, but change is.

You just become adaptable and try to lead a good life in ways that make sense, regardless. Because I know at the end of it, if I'm going to meet Jesus or Allah or Buddha, I'm going to be all right.

Throw off those chains of reason and your prison disappears.