The silence between us was so profound I thought part of it must be my fault.
O love, how did you get here?–Nick and the Candlestick
So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences
What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
The still watersWrap my lips,Eyes, nose and ears,A clearCellophane I cannot crack.
I’m not sure why it is, but I love food more than just about anything else.