Melancholy and remorse forms the deep leaden keel which enables us to sail into the wind of reality.
I love the ocean. Boats, not so much.
Yeah but your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could they didn't stop to think if they should.
Oh yeah, oohing and ahhing, that's how it always starts, but later there's the running and screaming.
I, uh, don't think I'm, y'know, so different than your average, y'know, average.
As soon as you're interested in what is good taste, then you're in bad taste land already. What's comfortable and what represents your life, what's unique and individual about you, that's style.
He was a great man. And he was also me.
It's a rather rude gesture, but at least it's clear what you mean.
We get strength and encouragement from watching children.
For Jesus, there are no countries to be conquered, no ideologies to be imposed, no people to be dominated. There are only children, women and men to be loved.
Four billion people on this earth, but my imagination is still the same. It's bad with large numbers. It's still taken by particularity. It flits in the dark like a flashlight, illuminating only random faces while all the rest go blindly by, never coming to mind and never really missed. . . . I can't tell you how much I pass over in silence.