Charisma is not just saying hello. It's dropping what you're doing to say hello.

I find in old age that it's possible to revisit the past, the one requirement being that you come as you are.

First God created time; then God created man that man might, in the course of time, perfect himself; then God decided that He'd better create eternity.

A nod, a bow, and a tip of the lid to the person who coulda and shoulda and did.

All your life you pretend to be someone else, and it turns out that you were someone else pretending to be you.

If it doesn't work horizontally as prose... it probably won't work any better vertically pretending to be poetry.

In the end, no thought is unthinkable, no problem unshrinkable, no two strangers unlinkable.