A Soul Of Water A Soul Of

There Must Still Be Room For The Falling Note, Of Course. Even In An Undying World There Are Times When Beauty Passes From Sight, Or Love Passes From The Heart, And We Feel The Sorrow Of Partition.

..she Had That Brand Of Pragmatism That Would Find Her The First Brewing Tea After Armageddon.

To Call You Excrement Would Be An Insult To The Product Of My Bowels.

My Life Is In The Art That I Make, And I'm Very Happy With It.

That Which Is Imagined Can Never Be Lost.