Life and death in a relationship depend on attitudes.
The way of surviving is to find meaning in suffering.
Marriage is the learning of someone else's habits.
I wonder if we climb to heaven over the ruins of many cherished schemes.
Plans can be like a winged horse, but their execution plods along pulling carts.
Books have always been to me like a kind of embalmed mind. The dead may be scattered, and who can find them, but their voices live in the library.