When One Sense Perceives The Hidden, The

Death Has Nothing To Do With Going Away.the Sun Sets The Moon Sets But They Are Not Gone.

I Am Your Own Voice Echoing Off The Walls Of God

I Want To Say Words That Flame As I Say Them, But I Keep Quiet And Don't Try To Make Both Words Fit In One Mouthful.

I Didn't Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can't Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here Will Have To Take Me Home.

When Something Goes Wrong, Accuse Yourself First. Even The Wisdom Of Plato Or Solomon Can Wobble And Go Blind