You can call it the 'Perfect Moment' when the universe aligns and the music in your head actually matches the music outside and all is well.

You thought I was writing The Truth? Honey, I don't even know what The Truth means.

When a miracle happens, even if not to you, its nature is to naturally expand. You can almost feel the warmth on your face.

No sign of purpose can be detected in any part of the vast universe disclosed by our most powerful telescopes.

You can always tell you're in trouble when the good option involves a prosthetic leg.

Either the distances betweem the distant quarters of the globe are diminished, or you have extended the powers of human action.

It’s such a part of me, I assume Everyone can see it.