Guilt always makes the other feelings worse.
How to put this feeling, this certainty, into something as limited as words?
We don't go to the ocean for anything as simple as happiness, do we? We go there to feel alive. Like life, the ocean holds chance and change, grief and terror and beauty. It promises mortality, not peace.
He stared at the heart of his heart, the one woman in the world for him
Hating politics was like hating the weather. Pointless, since both were inevitable.
It's okay to play turtle for a while, as long as you don't get too fond of your shell.