Now defined as art, the totem has lost cult, taboo, and custom.

Some crave grief like strong drink.

The real reality is always just around the corner.

Intuition is often mistaken, but not altogether.

In middle age, I practiced feeling old, but the real thing has been a rude surprise.

The doctrine of the immortality of the soul has more threat than comfort.

I did not know I was in my prime until afterwards.