Vanessa didn't like it, but I figured a cop wasn't going to stop for a kid waving his hat in the street, not that day. They just might stop if they saw Darryl bleeding there, though. I argued briefly with her and Darryl settled it by lurching to his feet and dragging himself down toward Market Street.
As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.
Part of being creative is learning how to protect your freedom. That includes freedom from avarice.
Dance is the hidden language of the soul.
To try to be better is to be better.
Anything looked at closely becomes wonderful.
Time is that quality of nature which keeps events from happening all at once. Lately it doesn't seem to be working.