My metaphors are dirty like herpes, but harder to catch, like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch.

?I’m star-struck when I see Paul Scholes because you never see him. On the pitch you can’t catch him. Off the pitch he disappears.” [http://redflagflyinghigh.com/2011/05/blogs/scholes-tribute-the-worlds-top-players-on-the-ginger-prince]

Perhaps we cannot raise the winds. But each of us can put up the sail, so that when the wind comes we can catch it.

When you meet the one among the millions, when amid millions of years, across the borderless wastes of time, you happen to catch him or her, neither a step too early nor a step too late, what else is there to do except to ask softly: "So you're here, too?