What surprises you in life? The marvel of consciousness -- that sudden window swinging open on a sunlit landscape amidst the night of non-being.

She was$$$ obviously$$$ one of those women whose polished words may reflect a book club or bridge club$$$ or any other deadly conventionality$$$ but never her soul.

The lost glove is happy.

I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.

Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.

Life is not like water. Things in life don't necessarily flow over the shortest possible route.

Some feelings cause us pain because they remain.

Even if you managed to escape from one cage$$$ weren't you just in another$$$ larger one?

We're all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.