Dämmerung / Dawn Krank / Ill Mensch / Human Scheinen / Seem Tut / Does
God is decisively drawn to the humble.
No damn man kills me and lives.
Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
Don't jump on a man unless he is down.
Anzac Day, it seems, must now be done with bluster, hoopla and media hypnotism.
Change does happen, you know?
Science does not know its debt to imagination.
Dogs never bite me - just humans.
In my day, people didn't do nude scenes. I mean they didn't exist.