We all have a choice in life, this old sentiment of light and nature.
We belong to our choices, as they belong to others.
There are those we have, then there are those we wish for. 24 more words
Socially, we really are not so much
as in quarantine; segregated by sterile
observances which repeat, becoming
by numbered agreements: enduring
idiocies because we refuse the risks… 132 more words