The neuroses parody the virtues.
Lawyers may reason powerfully, but power settles most issues.
No one could be the way I remember my father.
A small boy puts his hand on the wall, and looks down intently as he wriggles his toes. The birth of thought?
Yearning wants mostly to perpetuate itself.
In middle age, I practiced feeling old, but the real thing has been a rude surprise.