That was the only decision there was once upon a time: what to do with the night.
What the artist owes the world is his work; not a model for living.
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
Speaks well of a man to need a little something in this world. I wouldn't trust a man who could git through it cold sober.
Survival is triumph enough.
Men to whom God is dead worship one another.