The mind, as you age, Is an artist, it seems. Monet paints your mem’ries, Picasso your dreams.
Eventually the person who tries to fix the problem will be blamed for causing it.
What is reality but the dreamworld of a limited imagination.
I have never considered it my business to disabuse someone of a belief that makes life tolerable for them.
Life is a series of family photos in which eventually you stop showing up.
It pleases me to take amateur photographs of my garden, and it pleases my garden to make my photographs look professional.