We live on the leash of our senses.
Tranquillity hides in small spaces, and when found needs to be treasured, because you know it's a phantom that will slip away again.
Love is like a batik created from many emotional colors, it is a fabric whose pattern and brightness may vary.
Choice is a signature of our species.
A kiss is like singing into someone's mouth.
We tend to think of heroes only in terms of violent combat, whether it's against enemies or a natural disaster. But human beings also perform radical acts of compassion; we just don't talk about them, or we don't talk about them as much.