Our own physical body possesses a wisdom which we who inhabit the body lack.
Why do writers write? Because it isn't there.
It's a dangerous business going out your front door.
You can learn as much - or more - from one glance at a private space as you can from hours of exposure to a public face.
While we have the gift of life, it seems to me that only tragedy is to allow part of us to die - whether it is our spirit, our creativity, or our glorious uniqueness.
Many people weigh the guilt they will feel against the pleasure of the forbidden action they want to take.
You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don't try.