Fear Was My Father, Father Fear. His

In This Place Of Light: He Dares To Live Who Stops Being A Bird, Yet Beats His Wings Against The Immense Immeasurable Emptiness Of Things.

What We Need Is More People Who Specialize In The Impossible.

I Teach My Sighs To Lengthen Into Songs.

I Came To Love, I Came Into My Own.

What Is Madness But Nobility Of Soul At Odds With Circumstance?