Highlights
How strange a world, how strange an existence, that one’s equal must argue for one’s equality, that one’s equal must hold a station that allows airing of that argument, that one cannot make that argument for oneself, that premises of said argument must be vetted by those equals who do not agree.
With my pencil, I wrote myself into being.
I can tell you that I am a man who is cognizant of his world, a man who has a family, who loves a family, who has been torn from his family, a man who can read and write, a man who will not let his story be self-related, but self-written.
What you’re saying is that if someone pays you enough, it’s okay to abandon what you have claimed to understand as moral and right.
I saw the surface of her, merely the outer shell, and realized that she was mere surface all the way to her core.
Belief has nothing to do with truth.
I felt tired of the failures of men. They were always failing in the most basic ways, like looking down or away at the moment when they should be gutsy enough to meet your eye.