I consider the books on my bookshelf friends. And there are times I make my way over to my shelf and read some opening lines. Here is one of my favorites:
"It's the worst of times; it's the best of times. That's how we feel as we navigate from a paternal society, now discredited, to a society in which impulse is given its way. People don't bother to grow up, and we are all fish swimming in a tank of half-adults. The rule is: Where repression was before, fantasy will now be; we human beings limp along, running after our own fantasy. We can never catch up, and so we defeat ourselves by the simplest possible means: speed. Everywhere we go there's a crowd, and the people all look alike." Robert Bly, Pg. vii, The Sibling Society.
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