I reject all evidence that my fabulous beloved is an ordinary person who worries, watches TV, and has bouts of indigestion.
When love ends, we cry out against destiny. When friendship ends, we cry out against our friend.
The unknowable creates the greatest controversies.
Funerals prove that someone is really gone.
Prudence suspects that happiness is a bait set by risk.
Belief forages, moving from pasture to pasture.