Have You Seen A Room From Which

We Are All Of Us Resigned To Death: It's Life We Aren't Resigned To.

You Cannot Conceive, Nor Can I, Of The Appalling Strangeness Of The Mercy Of God.

Had Shakespeare Listened To The News Of Duncans Death In A Tavern Or Heard The Knocking On His Own Bedroom Door After He Had Finished The Writing Of Macbeth?

So It Always Is: When You Escape To A Desert The Silence Shouts In Your Ear.

Beauty Is Like Success: We Can't Love It For Long.