You see, though we travel together, we travel alone.

“We are all strangers in a strange land, longing for home, but not quite knowing…”

“I can't think of one great human being in the arts, or in history generally, wh…”

“But my memories are like a fire in winter—whenever I'm cold I can warm my hands…”

“What is a self-image? Who started talking about one? I rather fancy it was Madi…”