Follow your heart, and you perish.
As we grow older we should become not less radical but more so.
Bless me or not, Lord, just as You please, for I'll not beg.
Holidays are enticing only for the first week or so. After that, it is no longer such a novelty to rise late and have little to do.
Animals are less alone with roaring than we are with all these words.
I am rampant with memory.