Perhaps it is our fear, that in the silence between stories, in the moment of falling, the fear that we will never find the one story which will save us, and so we lunge for another, and we feel safe again, if only for as long as we are telling it.

that the darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn.

How many of us are happy to be exactly where we are at any moment?

It has been said that politics is the second oldest profession. I have learned that it bears a striking resemblance to the first.

Written By Ronald Reagan

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