Progress Is A Comfortable Disease.

Here's To Opening And Upward... And To Yourself And Up With You And Up With And Up With Laughing.

If A Poet Is Anybody, He Is Somebody To Whom Things Made Matter Very Little - Somebody Who Is Obsessed By Making.

Hopes Dance Best On Bald Men's Hair

More Each Particular Person Is(my Love) Alive Than Every World Can Understand And Now You Are And I Am Now And We're A Mystery That Will Never Happen Again, A Miracle Which Has Never Happened Before And Shining This Our Now Must Come To Then

The Snow Doesn't Give A Soft White Damn Whom It Touches.