All I ever wanted was to sing to God. He gave me that longing and then made me mute.
What the eye does not see, the heart does not grieve over, does it?
All my wife has ever taken from the Mediterranean - from that whole vast intuitive culture - are four bottles of Chianti to make into lamps, and two china condiment donkeys labelled Sally and Peppy.
Everything we feel is made of Time. All the beauties of life are shaped by it.
What use, after all, is man, if not to teach God His lessons?
Librarians as a race tend to be tedious.