There are many things a man will do, but betrayal for a price is not one of yours.
It's all written out, you know. Everything is fate. All written out in Heaven, or written out in Hell.
When a new writer defends his "style," the teacher smiles (or cringes) because real style isn't an artifice. Real style - voice - arrives on its own, as an extension of a writer's character. When style is done self-consciously and purposefully it becomes affectation, and as transparent as any affectation - an English accent on an old college chum from New Jersey, for example.
The successful memoirist [blogger] respects facts, uses them accurately, rigorously represses the human impulse to lie or embellish, but knows that truth is both different from facts and greater than facts, and not always their sum.
Republican voters are coalescing behind [Donald] Trump, but many Republican elected officials still say they can't support him.
Naturally and logically, people who forage rather than herd domestic beasts and tend crops for a living - that is, people who depend utterly on wild as opposed to agriculture nature for their welfare - inevitably come to view themselves as merely an element of it all, one member of an egalitarian community, alternately eating and being eaten.
We should expect the best and the worst from mankind as from the weather.
That low vice, curiosity!