I prefer to remain anomalous.

A mother's body remembers her babies-the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has it's own entreaties to body and soul.

What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.

All of the promises of politicians, generals, madmen, and crusaders that war can create peace have yet to be borne out.

Silence has many advantages. When you do not speak, other people presume you to be deaf or feeble-minded and promptly make a show of their own limitations.

Morning always comes.

Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet. They are what we call civilization.