When I think of the standing, the importance and the erudition of all these people who see nothing about racism in Heart of Darkness, I'm convinced that we must really be living in different worlds.
When there is a big tree small ones climb on its back to reach the sun.
My son even if you want to fall, at least fall where your bones can be gathered
Living fire begets cold, impotent ash.
...Nothing puzzles God
A debt may get mouldy, but it never decays.