Write where you want to go.

I didn't have a drill, so I had to make my own. First I heated a long nail in the fire, then drove it through a half a maize cob, creating a handle. I placed the nail back on the coals until it became red hot, then used it to bore holes into both sets of plastic blades.

To minimize suffering and to maximize security were natural and proper ends of society and Caesar. But then they became the only ends, somehow, and the only basis of law__ perversion. Inevitably, then, in seeking only them, we found only their opposites: maximum suffering and minimum security.

Once we get to know where and why the skeletons of the past are buried, we can start wading across our muddled memories into the open plains of a new horizon. ("Going back to yesterday")

The happiness of mankind, if it ever should come to pass, would still leave men asking: Why? What point to it? To what end?

The meaning of life is that it ends