Every life has a love story, even though the beloved may be imaginary, or a cat.
Full of troubles, the mind is still the only Garden of Delight.
The power of lying is much less than the power of what is not to be discussed.
I am forbidden sugar, fat, and alcohol. So hooray, I guess, for oatmeal, lemon juice, and chicken soup.
The sorrow of not being movie stars overwhelms millions.
Repetition comforts me for a time, then closes in.