It’s pretty thin, the wall separating healthy confidence and unhealthy Pride.

Life might just be an absurd, even crude, chain of events and nothing more.

I'm a very ordinary human being; I just happen to like reading books.

Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells.

Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern.

But intolerant,narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host,change form,and continue to thrive. They're a lost cause, and I don't want anyone like that coming in here.

I'm scared," she said. "These days I feel like a snail without a shell." "I'm scared too," I said. "I feel like a frog without any webs." She looked up and smiled. Wordlessly we walked over to a shaded part of the building and held each other and kissed, a shell-less snail and a webless frog.