There are only two mantras, yum and yuck, mine is yum.
Sometimes one gets the feeling that life still thinks it's living in Paris in the '30s.
We are seldom as limited as we think we are.
I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.
You wonder if God doesn't have an answering machine to screen out the prayers of the venal and the boring? And in which category has he placed you?
There are two lost continents.... We are one: the lovers.