There seemed to be some heavenly support beneath his shoulder blades that lifted his feet from the ground in ecstatic suspension, as if he secretly enjoyed the ability to fly but was walking as a compromise to convention.

Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.

Father said conflict develops the character

Nothing could have survived our life.

A vacuum can only exist, I imagine, by the things which enclose it.

Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbridges from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes.

Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world.