twenty-seven years and one million words
It's now cold enough that cycling to work I get a frosty beard and moustache by the time I'm at the office. And I have to say, the slow-pokes and light-runners with whom I share the cycle lanes are mostly absent.
It has always seemed strange to me...The things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.
—John Steinbeck, Cannery Row