In order to go on living one must try to escape the death involved in perfectionism.

If a word for a concept isn’t in a language, then its culture simply doesn’t have the referent the missing word would symbolize.” “Oh, twaddle, Stinky! Animals fight—and ants even conduct wars. Are you trying to tell me they have to have words for it before they can do it?

What if at the last moment, when the banquet table is set and the cymbals clash, there should appear suddenly, and wholly without warning, a silver platter on which even the blind could see that there is nothing more, and nothing less, than two enormous lumps of shit.

I wasn&#39;t paraded around for sale at all. My mother wasn&#39;t into that.

Written By Martha Plimpton

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