All we really want to do is dance.
The seizure of passionate love can be, in such a context, only illicit, breaking in upon the order of one's dutiful life in virtue as a devastating storm.
Respect your curses, for they are the instruments of your destiny.
Preachers err by trying to talk people into belief; better they reveal the radiance of their own discovery.
There is no security in following the call to adventure.
We're all seeking...the rapture of being alive.