Justice limps along, but gets there all the same.
The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass.
One never quite stops believing, some doubt remains forever".
The more transparent the writing, the more visible the poetry.
Fame invades your private life. It takes away from the time that you spend with friends, and the time that you can work. It tends to isolate you from the real world.
There is always something left to love.