Can you honestly love a dishonest thing?
You got to live before you can afford to die.
Orange and speckled and fluted nudibranchs slide gracefully over the rocks, their skirts waving like the dresses of Spanish dancers.
A guy goes nuts if he ain't got nobody.
The sad ones are those who waste their energy in trying to hold it back, for they can only feel bitterness in loss and no joy in gain.
The land is so much more than its analysis.