Spirituality now wanders from sex to drugs to art to revolution to violence--whatever seems to promise deliverance from the quotidian.
Language cannot say everything, fortunately.
If you do not throw in a few promises of better things to come, gloomy one, I am going to take you back to the library.
Alzheimer's usually comes later than AIDS, but I decline to call that progress.
Beggars beg to get money, not to reproach the passerby.
My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.