I See That I Must Give What

No One Is Born Just Once. If You're Lucky, You'll Emerge Again In Someone's Arms; Or Unlucky, Wake When The Long Tail Of Terror Brushes The Inside Of Your Skull.

To Share A Hiding Place, Physical Or Psychological, Is As Intimate As Love.

Hold A Book In Your Hand And You're A Pilgrim At The Gates Of A New City.

Love Makes You See A Place Differently, Just As You Hold Differently An Object That Belongs To Someone You Love. If You Know One Landscape Well, You Will Look At All Other Landscapes Differently. And If You Learn To Love One Place, Sometimes You Can Also Learn To Love Another.

Any Given Moment - No Matter How Casual, How Ordinary - Is Poised, Full Of Gaping Life.