Innocence Is Not Pure So Much As

Love Cannot Exorcise The Gifts Of Hate. / Hate Cannot Exorcize What Has No Weight, / But Laughter We Can Never Over-rate.

When We Admit Our Vulnerability, We Include Others. If We Deny It, We Shut Them Out.

I Simply Adore Being Alone - I Find It A Consuming Thirst - And When That Thirst Is Slaked, Then I Am Happy.

The More Articulate One Is, The More Dangerous Words Become.

Innocence Is Not Pure So Much As Pleased, Always Expectant, Bright-eyed, Self-enclosed