Love Is Not Love Until Love's Vulnerable.

Be Sure That Whatever You Are Is You.

We Think By Feeling. What Is There To Know?

I'm Sure I've Been A Toad, One Time Or Another. With Bats, Weasels, Worms...i Rejoice In The Kinship. Even The Caterpillar I Can Love, And The Various Vermin.

The Poet: Would Rather Eat A Heart Than A Hambone.

The Soul Has Many Motions, Body One.