what you don't understand, you can make mean anything.
... he could open his mouth, and out would come blackness like ink, to cover the world.
all work and no play makes jack a dull boy, all work and no play makes jack a dull boy.
I think over again my small adventures, my fears. The small ones that seemed so big. For all the vital things I had to get and to reach. And yet there is only one great thing, the only thing: To live to see the great day that dawns, and the light that fills the world.