We routinely leave our small children in day care among strangers. At the same time, in our guilt we evince paranoia about strangers and foster fear in children.

The tragedy is not to die, but to be wasted.

Did you ever think, Clarice, why the Philistines don't understand you? It's because you are the answer to Samson's riddle. You are the honey in the lion.

God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.

Problem-solving is hunting; it is savage pleasure and we are born to it.

I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.

There is a common emotion we all recognize and have not yet named -- the happy anticipation of being able to feel contempt.