#Ola MusingsHer brow's penciled bowEyes tinged with kohl wowA mere passing shadow of hersCauses dust dry bloom wow!By nCr

The stuff you bring back from dreams is free.

Real dishes break. That's how you know they're real.

Our Lord speaks of many coming up to His door confident of admission, whom He yet sends away. Faith is obedience, not confidence.

It's funny because I consider myself a musical scavenger. What that means to me is that I usually avoid feeding on the fresh meat. I kinda go for the meat that's kinda been forgot for a while.

The Venus Project is a concept that could happen today but it is not up to me, it depends on what others do to help bring it about.

In a sick world, it is the first duty of the artist to get well.

The scholars of Ireland seem not to have the least conception of style, but run on in a flat phraseology, often mingled with barbarous terms.

You cannot leave the house to take the garbage out without full-on makeup and your hair done. You have to fight for your man out there.

I always go back to theatre. It's probably where I'll draw my last breath.

What a state of society is this in which freethinker is a term of abuse, and in which doubt is regarded as sin?