“The Problem Part One: Cute things exist, and they are objectively cute. The movie isn’t over. I’m sorry to tell you this, but the world will end happily. Sorrow goes down in a barrage of bullets, and Grief is executed after a fair trial. Eyelashes exist, and my daughters’ are curly. They love to brush them on my cheeks, and that fleeting touch, that dragging whisper, is more real than your heroin dreams. It is a better picture of the World and History than all your whining. When Hitler has been forgotten and Stalin is the name of a new brand of bubblegum, butterfly kisses will live on.
The Problem Part Two: The world is rated R, and no one is checking IDs. Do not try to make it G by imagine the shadows away. Do not try to hide your children from the world forever, but do not pretend there is no danger. Train them. Give them sharp eyes and bellies full of laughter. Make them dangerous. Make them yeast, and when they’ve grown, they will pollute the shadows.”
– From Notes from the Tilt-a-Whirl, N.D. Wilson