When we fight upstream against a rocky undercurrent, every foothold takes on a kind of urgency.

But what I could see out of the corner of my eye made me think of two lovely bundles of silk floating along a stream. In a moment they were hovering on the walkway in front of me, where they sank down and smoothed their kimono across their knees.

When we fight upstream against a rocky undercurrent, every foothold takes on a kind of urgency.

Finally the homeless eel marked its territory, I suppose, and the Doctor lay heavily upon me, moist with sweat.

This is why dreams can be such dangerous things: they smolder on like a fire does, and sometimes they consume us completely.

Perhaps it seems odd that a casual meeting on the street could have brought about such change. But sometimes life is like that isn't it

If you have experienced an evening more exciting than any in your life, you're sad to see it end; and yet you still feel grateful that it happened.