But Maybe Half A Lie Is Worse

Lonely People, In Talking To Each Other Can Make Each Other Lonelier.

One Sits Uncomfortably On A Too Comfortable Cushion.

Statisticians Do It With Confidence, Frequency And Variation

I Cannot And Will Not Cut My Conscience To Fit This Year's Fashions.

Unjust. How Many Times I've Used That Word, Scolded Myself With It. All I Mean By It Now Is That I Don't Have The Final Courage To Say That I Refuse To Preside Over Violations Against Myself, And To Hell With Justice.