The writer must hew the phantom rock.

Don't you loathe it when doctors use the word 'we' when it applies only and solely to yourself?

Next to music beer was best.

I have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.

It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.

We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart - the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.

There was hope in him, and soon perhaps the outline of his journey would take form.