It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night.
You can't teach the old maestro a new tune.
I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death.
It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.
equally empty, equally to be loved, equally a coming Buddha
Something good will come out of all things yet — And it will be golden and eternal just like that.