That's what all we are: amateurs. We don't live long enough to be anything else.
I am at peace with God. My conflict is with Man.
I have Many Problems in My Life. But my leaps don`t know that. They always smile
I will not join any club who will take me as a member.
Where words leave off, gesture begins. Don't we speak of a person being speechless with rage, dancing with impatience, setting his teeth? The final motions of the soul are speechless, animal, grotesque, or of an incomparable beauty.
My pain may be the reason for somebody's laugh. But my laugh must never be the reason for somebody's pain.