The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life.

Joy:show joy & enjoy: then others will be joyful.

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant loosing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

I would catch sight of some flawless man off in the distance, but as soon as he moved closer I immediately saw he wouldn’t do at all.

It was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water.

I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.

We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.