Romance is tempestuous. Love is calm. – Mason Cooley
Human society sustains itself by transforming nature into garbage. – Mason Cooley

Romance is tempestuous. Love is calm. – Mason Cooley
Human society sustains itself by transforming nature into garbage. – Mason Cooley
Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth. – Mason Cooley
The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path. – Mason Cooley