We are the echo of the future.

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

From what we cannot hold the stars are made.

Your absence has gone through me

come back believer in shade believer in silence and elegance believer in ferns believer in patience believer in the rain

On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree

We are asleep with compasses in our hands.

I say to my breath once again, little breath come from in front of me, go away behind me, row me quietly now, as far as you can, for I am an abyss that I am trying to cross.

Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time.

The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.

Now all my teachers are dead except silence.

Hope and desire, All unfulfilled, Have more than ropeAnd hangman killed.

The needs of the people around you should your utmost priority

[T]here is no greater strengthener of sin, and destroyer of the soul, than Scripture misapplied (317).

Prosperity and democracy does seem to be a good way to wean a population off massive alcohol abuse.

If you think that political correctness is no big deal, just remember that the communists started by eliminating inconvenient people and ended by eliminating inconvenient people.

When the locus of evaluation is seen as residing in the expert, it would appear that the long-range social implications are in the direction of the social control of the many by the few.

Nothing is work unless you'd rather be doing something else.

I guess I'd always mocked the American accent. I didn't consider it a respectable dialect, but I was told that it was.

I'd Rather Be an Old Man's Sweetheart (Than a Young Man's Fool).

Is he all right?" Jade asked Sterns. He Swooned" I know he swooned," Jade replied.