Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.

My philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.

The forgotten man... He works, he votes, generally he prays, but his chief business in life is to pay.

Why do we want other people to like us, even if we don't really care about them all that much?

Written By Margaret Atwood

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