We all go through the same things - it's all just a different kind of the same thing.
But mayn't desertion be a brave thing? A fine thing? To desert a thing we've gone beyond - to have the courage to desert it and walk right off from the dead thing to the live thing - ?
Seems nothing draws men together like killing other men.
As I grow older, I think friendship between women is a thing to cherish.
A clock is a little machine that shuts us out from the wonder of time.
Even though you've given up a past it hasn't given you up. It comes uninvited - and sometimes half welcome.