Evil Is So Seductive. It Needs To

At Some Point In Life, The World's Beauty Becomes Enough.

If We Had No Language We'd Have Nothing.

Word-work Is Sublime... Because It Is Generative; It Makes Meaning That Secures Our Difference, Our Human Difference-the Way In Which We Are Like No Other Life. We Die. That May Be The Meaning Of Life. But We Do Language. That May Be The Measure Of Our Lives.

Don’t Beg Anybody For Anything, Especially Love.

Grown Don't Mean Nothing To A Mother. A Child Is A Child. They Get Bigger, Older, But Grown? What's That Supposed To Mean? In My Heart It Don't Mean A Thing.