Truth can remain silent. Lies must be spoken.

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

Hope, and hopelessness, persist despite the facts.

After an argument, silence may mean acceptance or the continuation of resistance by other means.

Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.

I am most drawn to writing when I have something else urgent to do.

When my expectations are exactly fulfilled, I feel that something uncanny has happened.