Jessamyn WestThinkers

Fiction reveals truths that reality obscures.

The Highway is our true sacrificial altar.

Insomnia is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.

Joy's source is also often the source of one's sorrow.

Justice is a terrible but necessary thing.

Memory is a magnet. It will pull to it and hold only material nature has designed it to attract.

The Past is really almost as much a work of the imagination as the future.

Religion is a senseless wakening if it does not awaken the sleeper to love.

Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.

Suffering is also one of the ways of knowing one is alive.