My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
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Saturday, November 21, 2015
The Self-Destructive Impulse
It is the destructive aspect of some behaviors that makes them most attractive and so to warn against them may for the individual drawn to fulfilling a more destructive inclination draw him only that much closer.
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