How easy it is to tell tales!

How did they meet? By chance, like everybody ... Where did they come from? From the nearest place. Where were they going? Do we know where we are going?

The first promise exchanged by two beings of flesh was at the foot of a rock that was crumbling into dust; they took as witness for their constancy a sky that …

Jacques said that his master said that everything good or evil we encounter here below was written on high.

It has always been my temptation to put myself in other people's shoes: even into a horse's shoes as he strains before the heavy dray; into a ballerina's point…

And talking...I'm not good with talking.

Gossip is the Devil's radio.