An aphorism is a single sentence that totally exhausts its subject.

A painting is what you make of it, besides which, 'Moon, Weeping' has a better ring to it than 'Paintbrush, Dripping.

No matter how reclusive we tend to be, we picture the after-life as a community of souls. It is one thing to seek privacy in this life; it is another to face eternity alone.

It helps if you don't see it as traffic but rather as thousands of individuals resolved to press on another day.

To find someone who will love you for no reason, and to shower that person with reasons, that is the ultimate happiness.

Sometimes an answer not yet blowin' in the wind is stirring in the breeze.

What do we ask of friendship except to be taken for what we pretend to be - and without having to pretend.