The Universe Is Transformation.

Life Is Made Up Of Three Kinds Of People -- Those Who Live It, Those Afraid To, Those In Between.

I Did Not Choose Solitude. Who Would? It Came On Me Like A Kind Of Vocation, Demanding An Effort That Married Women Can't Picture.

Here Is The Most Telling Fact: You Wish To Possess Me.
 Here Is Another Fact: I Loved You And Let You Think You Could.

People Forget The Good, Because The Bad Has More Punch.

...which Causes Me To Wonder, My Own Purpose On So Many Days As Humble As The Spider's, What Is Beautiful That I Make? What Is Elegant? What Feeds The World?