I keep sailing on in this middle passage. I am sailing into the wind and the dark. But I am doing my best to keep my boat steady and my sails full.
In the true sense one's native land with its background of tradition early impressions reminiscences and other things dear to one is not enough to make sensitive human beings feel at home.
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
Imagine if you had baseball cards that showed all the performance stats for...