A sympathetic Scot summed it all up very neatly in the remark, "You should make a point of trying every experience once, excepting incest and folk dancing."
The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it.
I?m telling you, things are getting out of hand. Or maybe I?m discovering that things were never in my hands.
How we remember, what we remember and why we remember form the most personal map of our individuality.
I went up the stairs cautiously, not able to use my hands.
Hares can gambol over the body of a dead lion.
Reality is nothing but a collective hunch.