My thought has been shaped by books; my desires by pictures.
The Ancient Mariner seizes the guest at the wedding feast and will not let go until he has told all his story: the prototype of the bore.
Life is always rich, thought only occasionally so.
Adversity can strengthen us if it does not go on too long.
As desire recedes, the world becomes clear, pale, and empty.
Your need to talk does not create in me a need to listen.