In The Matter Of Furnishing, I Find

To A Poet, Silence Is An Acceptable Response, Even A Flattering One.

I Have Found My Voice Again And The Art Of Using It.

We Only Do Well The Things We Like Doing.

By An Image We Hold On To Our Lost Treasures, But It Is The Wrenching Loss That Forms The Image, Composes, Binds The Bouquet.

No Temptation Can Ever Be Measured By The Value Of Its Object.