I remember being a kid and seeing the &#39;National Inquirer&#39; at the grocery store checkout line. When somebody actually picked up a copy, it was mortifying. You felt dirty for them. But now it&#39;s perfectly acceptable to read something like that. There&#39;s absolutely no taboo surrounding that kind of exploitation.

The moon is a stone and the sky is full of deadly hardware, but oh God, how beautiful anyway.

Some errors you can only see once you’ve committed them.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

Written By May Sarton

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