Celibacy is the worst form of self-abuse.
The universe is like a safe to which there is a combination. But the combination is locked up in the safe.
We are not primarily put on this earth to see through one another, but to see one another through.
What people believe is a measure of what they suffer.
Murals in restaurants are on a par with the food in museums.
Before the mind snaps, or the heart breaks, it gather itself like a clock about to strike. It might even be said one pulls himself together to disintegrate.