Connect with people who are going where you are going. Don’t hate people. The person you may need later may be likened to the bridge you have destroyed after crossing it. You’ll need that bridge...

. . . Thisis not the same river at my fingertips. There are no paths, no sunken roadsfamiliar in the forest, by which we canretrace our steps, by which we can escapeby which we can...

Maybe this was what Aunt Peg meant all along – returning was a weird thing. You can never visit the same place twice. Each time, it’s a different story. By the very act of coming...

for we all have our own twilights and mistsand abyssesto return to.

In the end, the world returns to a grain.

I visited many places, Some of them quite Exotic and far away, But I always returned to myself.

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.

Absolute is a game with only one player where Absolute forgets itself so it would have a reason to fulfill the motion while returning.

I would never say never to returning to comedy.