Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.

I regret. I apologize. I blame myself. I continue as before.

Was there a little time between the invention of language and the coming of true and false?

Abyss-mongering makes professors and poets feel daring.

A goldfish is reason enough for living, if someone needs a reason.

At retirement, switching from "I must" to "I want" leaves me puzzled and uneasy.

Few things are worth doing perfectly.