I like words. Words are places, rooms, distant airs, thin and tropical. They make us feel and imagine we are more than our bodies.
“We now fly with an airbus, which has 210 seats, six times the week to Palma to the spider of the air Berlin.”
“Death is not more certainly a separation of our souls from our bodies than the Christian life is a separation of our souls from worldly tempers, vain indulgences, and unnecessary cares.”