One feels a quickening of the pulse when one crosses a border.
Every generation reinvents the wheel - and in the process it often adds to rather than subtracts from a woman's burdens.
Violence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm.
Rome is all things high and low. It is like God, it accommodates so much.
Desire creates its own object.
The past can be tamed and controlled.