I Like A Spirituality With A God

To Do Something That Will Just Fly Away Is Kind Of Special. Every Time Somebody Tell You They Love You, That "i Love You" Flies Away, And You Wait Until The Next One.

She's A Tear That Hangs Inside My Soul Forever.

You Can't Kill The Past By Denying The Past. You Can Kill It Only By Making It Obsolete. And Even In That, You Have To Find Honor In The Past. You Can't Hack Off Pieces Of Yourself, And Expect Them To Grow Again.

Words Are Beautiful But Restricted. They're Very Masculine, With A Compact Frame. But Voice Is Over The Dark, The Place Where There's Nothing To Hang On: It Comes From A Part Of Yourself That Simply Knows, Expresses Itself, And Is.

Grace Is What Matters. In Anything. Especially Life, Especially Growth, Tragedy, Pain, Love, Death. About People, That's What Matters. That's A Quality I Admire Very Greatly. It Keeps You From Reaching For The Gun Too Quickly; It Keeps You From Destroying Things Too Foolishly; It Sort Of Keeps You Alive And Keeps You Open For More Understanding.