Childhood was terrifying for me. A kid has no control. You’re three feet tall, flat broke, unemployed, and illiterate. Terror snaps you awake. You pay keen attention. People can just pick you up and move you and put you down.
This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
If we have learned nothing else from the 20th century, we should at least have grasped that the more perfect the answer, the more terrifying its consequences. Incremental improvements upon unsatisfactory circumstances are the best that we can hope for, and probably all we should seek.
The threat is usually more terrifying than the thing itself.
If it were possible to have a life absolutely free from every feeling of sin, what a terrifying vacuum it would be.