Behind All This, Some Great Happiness Is

I’ve Never Been In Those Places Where I’ve Never Been And Never Will Be, I Have No Share In The Infinity Of Light-years And Dark-years, But The Darkness Is Mine, And The Light, And My Time Is My Own.

The Soul Inside Me Is The Last Foreign Language I'm Learning.

The Phrase I Like To Use To Describe My Sense Of Time-a Play On Comparative Literature - Is Comparative Time.

Behind All This, Some Great Happiness Is Hiding.

The Memory Of My Father Is Wrapped Up In White Paper, Like Sandwiches Taken For A Day Of Work. Just As A Magician Takes Towers And Rabbits Out Of His Hat, He Drew Love From His Small Body.