Words are the litmus paper of the mind.
Do you think thereโs anything to eat in this forest?โ โYes,โ said the wizard bitterly, โus.
Some shadows are so long, they arrive before the light.
All holy piety in public, and all peeled grapes and self-indulgence in private.
Just because something is a metaphor doesn't mean it can't be real.
I'm not really good at fun-to-know, human interest stuff. We're not 'celebrities', whose life itself is a performance. Good or bad or ugly, we are our words. They're what people meet.