Every parent is at some time the father of the unreturned prodigal, with nothing to do but keep his house open to hope.
Intelligence recognizes what has happened. Genius recognizes what will happen.
There's nothing wrong with sobriety in moderation.
General rules have been legislated into being by past masters.
To read a poem with no thought in mind but to paraphrase it into a single, simple and usually high-minded prose statement is the destruction of poetry.
I'm smiled out, talked out, quipped out, socialized so far from any being, I need the weight of mortal silences to get realized back into myself.