Who gathers the withered rose?
Success is feminine and like a woman, if you cringe before her, she will override you
Facts and truth really don't have much to do with each other.
Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar.
We must be free not because we claim freedom, but because we practice it.
Curiosity is a mistress whose slaves decline no sacrifice.