The Senses Don't Just Make Sense Of

The Heart Is A Museum, Filled With The Exhibits Of A Lifetime's Loves.

There's No Place You Can Go On The Prairie That You Don't Hear The White Noise Of The Wind, Steady And Rough As Surf Curling Along A Non-existant Shore.

Home Is Where The Heart Is, We Say, Rubbing The Flint Of One Abstraction Against Another.

One Of The Things I Like Best About Animals In The Wild Is That They're Always Off On Some Errand. They Have Appointments To Keep. It's Only We Humans Who Wonder What We're Here For.

Love Is The Best School, But The Tuition Is High And The Homework Can Be Painful.