Oh, what strange wonderful clocks women are. They nest in Time. They make the flesh that holds fast and binds eternity. They live inside the gift, know power, accept, and need not mention it. Why speak of time when you are Time, and shape the universal moments, as they pass, into warmth and action?
Ray BradburyYou must never name the goal. You must never tell us the target you're hitting for. You must automatically go toward it without ever naming it.
Ray Bradbury