The guilt of newborns is immense.

I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.

Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower.

Silently, God opens his golden eyes over the place of skulls.

Black frost. The ground is hard, the air tastes bitter. Your stars cluster in evil signs.

The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels.

When we are thirsty, we drink the white waters of the pool, the sweetness of our mournful childhood.

Cold metal walks across my forehead, spiders search for my heart. It is a light that goes out in my mouth.

Earlier lives drift by on silver soles, and the shadows of the damned descend into these sighing waters.

The blue of my eyes is extinguished in this night, the red gold of my heart.

A world without fairy tales and myths would be as drab as life without music

I wish my whispers are heard and requited as a storm... Because, the storm is that keeps me alive!

Sometimes the 'day' you're dreaming for never comes. Take control of your future and start now.

I have lived one hundred years; and I die with the consolation of never having thrown the slightest ridicule upon the smallest virtue.

Words are naught but wind, and the fairest promises like dreams that take flight with the morning.

Share your blessings in whatever form they come and to whatever level you have been blessed.

Viewed narrowly, all life is universal hunger and an expression of energy associated with it.

Ross [Mathews] was my favorite for years so I am glad he is part of the family. I have stayed in touch and connected with many over the years. I am very lucky that way.

The customer’s always right.

The police didn't afford you a phone call. You just disappeared for a while. And what was scary was we lived in a state where some people disappeared forever.

Only you yourself can be your liberator!