America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins.

Of course, errors are not good for a chess game, but errors are unavoidable and in any case, a game without errors, or as they say 'flawless game' is colorless.

The history of men’s opposition to women’s emancipation is more interesting perhaps than the story of that emancipation itself.

The tethering of words to reality helps allay the worry that language ensnares us in a self-contained web of symbols.

Written By Steven Pinker

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