Sadness Is Very Close To Hate.

Half A Page--and The Morning Is Already Ancient.

The Trouble With All Of Us Is We Are Where We Shouldn't Be.

Water Is The Exile, Carried Back In Cans And Flasks, The Ghost Between Your Hands And Your Mouth.

Jung Was Absolutely Right About One Thing. We Are Occupied By Gods. The Mistake Is To Identify With The God Occupying You.

...the Heart Is An Organ Of Fire.