The fight against drug trafficking is a wildfire that threatens to consume those fundamental rights of the individual deliberately enshrined in our Constitution.

I seem to be torn between 'I wish we'd met earlier' and 'I wish we'd never met'.

I loved you with texture. You loved with a softness. Texture brought detail, softness brought folds. Folds brought creases and creases had secrets.

I live by grace.

Lucifer wasn't sure what to say. He'd survived six thousand years in Hell, but the past sixty without her were the most torturous of his existence.

Heaven deliver us, what's a poet? Something that can't go to bed without making a song about it.

Those elegant delights of jig and vaulting.

It's hard to imagine that our love is a story with an end. But you know, at least I'm getting some really good songs out of it

Let no one ignorant of Mathematics enter here.

Love is the real work of your life. It is your spiritual path. It is the key to your growth and evolution.

Out of love, God becomes man. He says: 'See, here is what it is to be a human being'.