From the foot of the pyramids I contemplate twenty centuries, buried in the sand. ... I came here to hold on to fleeting life, and I see all about me only death. ... I write this, not quite knowing what I'm saying, but I dry the ink with the dust of Egyptian queens.
B*tches come and go but friends are for real.
What is life when living without the Lifemaker?
In some basic way, it is our imperfections and even our pain that draws others close to us.
Look, that homeless guy is sleeping on my face. New York really is where dreams come true.
Nature has introduced great variety into the landscape, but man has displayed a passion for simplifying it. Thus he undoes the built-in checks and balances by which nature holds the species within bounds.