A pronoun, too, will aptly reflect the number of its antecedent: "they" does not refer to one person, no matter how many personalities she or he has, or how eager you are to skirt the gender frays.

We all ended up somewhere with our various uncertain lives flapping about us in tatters and our pockets full of foreign coins.

Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.

We waltzed Lisztlessly.

Either I've been missing something or nothing has been going on.

Killing time takes practice.

Words themselves are the intimate attire of thoughts and feelings.

Time is the mother and mugger of us all.

Art is only abstract when you look the other way.

.. And then he remembered that darkness was his best friend and it will always be.

I hate the thought that I'm just some kind of Russian nesting doll with the big outside and inevitably, rattling around under all the layers, a crude little peg with a face is the truth of me.

When you say a situation or a person is hopeless you are slamming the door in the face of God.

That's kind of like how jazz is sometimes. You're out there predicting the future, and no one believes you.

I would be looking up from a pool of blood and hearing my wife ask 'How do I reload this thing'.

You are not mechanics, you are warriors. You have been trained, not to think, but to do.

With every case from years ago there should be lessons learned.

I live at home and, if I want to start work at 11 o'clock, I can.

God wants no one to leave our presence empty handed.

Pets are always a great help in times of stress. And in times of starvation too, o'course.