Everyone ends up moving alone towards the self.
The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.
People give one another things that can't be gift wrapped.
Responsibility is what awaits outside the Eden of Creativity.
Writing is making sense of life. You work your whole life and perhaps you've made sense of one small area.
Nothing fades so quickly as what is unchanged.
Recognize yourself in others“
Humans, the only self-regarding animals, blessed or cursed with this torturing higher faculty, have always wanted to know why.