Carpentier, Explosion in a Cathedral
Isn't this one of the glories of youth--when promises aren't yet promises--when swearing is not yet swearing. You grow up and figure out that people change, that promises are a form of work, an actual labor that needs the crushing power equal to whatever it takes to turn coal into a diamond. This leaves you with less promises, but the handful you have are _______. Finish the analogy. Not so hard to figure out mine but I'd like to know yours.