Faith no doubt moves mountains, but not necessarily to where we want them.
The most reliable pleasure afforded by theater is the intermission.
Many gloat over their own troubles.
Thank God for the passing of the discomforts and vile cuisine of the age of chivalry!
Boredom strives to detach, but finds itself stuck.
The beginning, middle, and end are parodied, reversed, and hidden by modernism, but not abandoned.