My idea of Hell is to be young again.
There is no justice we don't make daily like bread and love.
I think we validate our lives through our actions.
Live as if you like yourself, and it may happen.
Learning to love differently is hard, love with the hands wide open, love with the doors banging on their hinges, the cupboard unlocked, the windroaring and whimpering in the rooms.
If sex is a war, I am a conscientious objector: I will not play.