Your body is a jewel box.....the jewel is your soul

Springtime is a season we tend to forget as we grow older, and yet far back in our memories, like the landscape of a country visited long ago, it's always there.

whatever devotion to something else there was in him had been made impure by church taken as a weekly, dutiful thing.

The decision to speak out is the vocation and lifelong peril by which the intellectual must live.

Your body is a jewel box.....the jewel is your soul

There is only one history of any importance, and it is the history of what you once believed in, and the history of what you came to believe in.

Drink was the most fearsome of deceivers ... for it promised one thing and came through with quite another.