Still, the farther hills remained as untouched as the sea; high, remote, arid, dark and sterile, poisoned with the sun.
The details are the very source of expression in architecture. But we are caught in a vice between art and the bottom line.
Sacrifice of the self is sheer stupidity if sacrifice is not for the self.
Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die
Anger is never without a reason, but seldom with a good one.
A man of sixty has spent twenty years in bed and over three years in eating.
Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.
Real women fight for something, other than their own emotions.
We demand privacy, yet we glorify those that break into computers.
Wherever Cool is, anyway, I missed it, and now I'm stuck observing these machinations or sex and status and dancing and parties and people sucking at each other under the bleacher seating like some ki...
A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.