People are not born bastards. They have to work at it.
There is no other way to find ourselves but in each others faces.
Strangers are just friends waiting to happen
People often say 'I live for my art.' Bullshit! If you are given a talent it's to be used. It's not in the private domain.
The journey back is always longer than the forward run.
We come into the world alone. We go away the same. We're meant to spend the interlude between in closeness or so we tell ourselves. But it's a long way from the morning to the evening.