He laughed like an irresponsible foetus.
Again I must remind you that a dog's a dog-a cat's a cat.
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
There is no absolute point of view from which real and ideal can be finally separated and labelled.
No place of grace for those who avoid the Face. No time to rejoice for those who walk among noise and deny the Voice.
I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.