...there ain't no journey what don't change you some.
I'm not from a milieu where high-register language or philosophical ideas were welcome.
The earth's a door if you press your ear against it.
The soul is a verb." He impales a lit candle on a spike. "Not a noun.
Probably" is a word with an emergency ejector seat.
Beyond the Indian hamlet, upon a forlorn strand, I happened on a trail of recent footprints.