We were in the open concourse where the turnstiles were. It was hardly any better here -- the enclosed space sent the voices around us echoing back in a roar that made my head ring, and the smell and feeling of all those bodies made me feel a claustrophobia I'd never known I was prone to.
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.
The trick is to make sure you don't die waiting for prosperity to come.
Cheese - milk's leap toward immortality.
Have patience awhile; slanders are not long-lived. Truth is the child of time; erelong she shall appear to vindicate thee.
We are able to laugh when we achieve detachment, if only for a moment.
A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.
Nobody is ever met at the airport when beginning a new adventure. It's just not done.
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.