What I Really Like To Do Is

To See The Beauty Of The World Is To Put Your Hands On Lines That Run Uninterrupted Through Life And Through Death. Touching Them Is An Act Of Hope, For Perhaps Someone On The Other Side, If There Is Another Side, Is Touching Them, Too.

Perhaps Things Are Most Beautiful When They Are Not Quite Real; When You Look Upon A Scene As An Outsider, And Come To Possess It In Its Entirety And Forever; When You Live In The Present With The Lucidity And Feeling Of Memory; When, For Want Of Connection, The World Deepens And Becomes Art.

People's Position On Immigration, Once They Get "sophisticated," And They Rise To The Higher Levels Of Commentary Or Government, It's Usually Determined Solely By Economics. And Not By Anything Else.

I Have Seen Lonely People Of Advancing Age, Yet As Constant As Angels, Keeping Faith To Those They Loved Who Fell In Wars That Current Generations, Not Having Known Them, Cannot Even Forget. The Sight Of Them Moving Hesitantly Among The Tablets And Crosses Is Enough To Break Your Heart.

Accident Is As Much A Part Of Fiction As Anything Else, Symbolic Of The Grace That, Along With Will, Conspires To Put Words On The Page.