My Obsessions Used To Be My Protectors,

Guilt Agonizes Over Trifles, Ignores Habitual Wrongdoing.

Many Have Never Felt Strong, But Everyone Knows What It Is To Feel Weak.

In Love, We Worry More About The Meaning Of Silences Than The Meaning Of Words.

The Horse Stares At Its Captor, Barely Remembering The Free Kicks Of Youth.

I Read Here And There In Books, Enjoying The Examples And Ignoring The Argument.