As a child I was told by my parents that I was happy, but I did not believe them.
A moment of eloquence enthralls us. An hour's worth leaves us stupefied.
To learn a vocation, you also have to learn the frauds it practices and the promises it breaks.
A small boy puts his hand on the wall, and looks down intently as he wriggles his toes. The birth of thought?
A fastidious taste is best indoors, away from nature and the city.
When disaster waves, I try not to wave back.