I Don’t Think We Can Separate Art

To Do Something Very Common, In My Own Way.

I Keep Coming Back To You In My Head, But You Couldn't Know That, And I Have No Carbons.

The Dialectic Between Change And Continuity Is A Painful But Deeply Instructive One, In Personal Life As In The Life Of A People.to "see The Light" Too Often Has Meant Rejecting The Treasures Found In Darkness.

Until We Know The Assumptions In Which We Are Drenched, We Cannot Know Ourselves.

Love, Our Subject: We've Trained It Like Ivy To Our Walls.