Do we mean love, when we say love?

To think, when one is no longer young, when one is not yet old, that one is no longer young, that one is not yet old, that is perhaps something.

If by Godot I had meant God I would have said God, and not Godot.

Mysterious affair, electricity.

The search for the means to put an end to things, an end to speech, is what enables the discourse to continue.

Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held. Plod on and never recede. Slowly with never a pause plod on and never recede.

An imaginative adventure does not enjoy the same corsets as reportage.