The Oldest Principle Of Composition: Repeat Everything.

Only Keep Still, Wait, And Hear, And The World Will Open.

Maybe Happiness Is Like A Virus. Maybe It's One Of Those Bugs That Sits For A Long Time, So We Don't Even Know That We Are Infected.

All We Can Ever Do Is Lay A Word In The Hands Of Those Who Have Put One In Ours.

We Will Live With Racism For Ever. But Senses Of Self, Senses Of Belonging, Senses Of Us And Of Others? Those Are Up For Grabs.

Librarian Is A Service Occupation. Gas Station Attendant Of The Mind.