Old age is wasted on the elderly: the young know what to do with it-insist on something different. 
If mankind is naturally good, he is sure going against his nature more and more of the time. It sounds like a bad joke: the paranoids are after us.
He carried his childhood like a hurt warm bird held to his middle-aged breast. 
To construct a proper privacy, making it a privilege rather than a burden, we first need to construct a community-love, family, politics, art.
Conformity is inevitable when folks huddle together in rebellion.
