I think most people are very, very much motivated by sex - greed, sex, and hunger.
I couldn't understand a sense of unease that multiplied until I could hear my heart beating.
I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.
June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.
I'm not a philosopher.
We all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.