Facts Interest Me Less Than The Trailing

Before You Know Kindness As The Deepest Thing Inside, You Must Know Sorrow As The Other Deepest Thing.

The Thousands Small Birds Of January In Their Smooth Soaring Cloud Finding The Trees.

It Is Really Hard To Be Lonely Very Long In A World Of Words. Even If You Don't Have Friends Somewhere, You Still Have Language, And It Will Find You And Wrap Its Little Syllables Around You And Suddenly There Will Be A Story To Live In.

Our Limbs Which Had Already Traveled Far Beyond Her World, Carrying The Click Of Distances In The Smooth, Untroubled Soles Of Their Shoes.

A Boy Told Me If He Roller-skated Fast Enough His Loneliness Couldn't Catch Up To Him, The Best Reason I Ever Heard For Trying To Be A Champion. What I Wonder Tonight Pedaling Hard Down King William Street Is If It Translates To Bicycles. A Victory! To Leave Your Loneliness Panting Behind You On Some Street Corner While You Float Free Into A Cloud Of Sudden Azaleas, Pink Petals That Have Never Felt Loneliness, No Matter How Slowly They Fell.