The worker picked up Pakhom’s spade, dug a grave, and buried him - six feet from head to heel, exactly the amount of land a man needs.

You have to imagine things before you can do them. Stories help us see.

Despite whoever created it, it's my world, & the only one I've got. Might as well make the best of it, right? Might as well have a little fun while I'm here. Or a lot of fun. Might be dead tomorrow.

In every age and clime we see Two of a trade can never agree.

Shooting guns is not something I would do in my spare time.

Rejoicing is the essence of genuine worship. A sad face (apart from remorse for sin or regret concerning the pain of others) is an affront to a gracious and generous God.

Outside, beyond what is right and wrong, there exists a vast field. We will find each other there

As there are three of us come on purpose for the game, you won't be so cantankerous as to spoil the party by sitting out.

Procrastinatio n and indulgence are nothing more than creditors who charge us interest.

I keep one eye on the path I didn't choose every day.

Poetry increases the feeling for reality.