You're not really in control, not with this falling-for-people stuff. You don't plan who you're going to fall in love with. It's all random - chance accidents of time and place.

Change & transformation. That kind of magic.

There are lots of different ways grown-ups disappear. It's lonely being the one left behind.

Some things get lost others return. That is how it is: the way of things.

If therefore that which is sown be not turned upside down, and if the place where the evil is sown passes not away, then cannot it come that is sown with good?

Happiness happens when you have a bigger purpose than having more fulfills, which is why we say happiness happens on the way to fulfillment.

I always disliked dogs, those protectors of cowards who lack the courage to fight an assailant themselves.

Vodou is one of the religions practiced in Haiti, a rich religion for the people.

Life is full of paradoxes, as roses are of thorns.

Forgiveness indeed heals memories

Arguments are too much like disputes.

Things don't fall apart. Things hold. Lines connect in thin ways that last and last and lives become generations made out of pictures and words just kept.

We forget our pleasures, we remember our sufferings.

Most music is metaphor, but Wolff is not. I am not metaphor either. Parable, maybe. Cage is sermon.