...life's Big. If You Can't Fix It,

Have No Fear, You Will Find Your Way. It's In Your Bones. It's In Your Soul.

At The Heart Of Any Terror Is The Fear Of Losing What We Find Meaningful.

This Great Blue World Of Ours Is But A House Of Leaves, Moments Before The Wind.

I Do Not Know Anything About Art With A Capital A. What I Do Know About Is My Art. Because It Concerns Me. I Do Not Speak For Others. So I Do Not Speak For Things Which Profess To Speak For Others. My Art, However, Speaks For Me. It Lights My Way.

Very Soon He Will Vanish Completely In The Wings Of His Own Wordless Stanza. [ ] But His Stanza Is Not Completely Empty [ * ]