Nothing You Write Is Ever Lost To

The Perfect Man Is The True Partner. Not A Bed Partner Nor A Fun Partner, But A Man Who Will Shoulder Burdens Equally With You And Possess That Quality Of Joy.

Love Is Everything It's Cracked Up To Be. It Really Is Worth Fighting For, Being Brave For, Risking Everything For.

Spring, / You Are A Pinking Shears: You Cut / Fresh Edges On The World.

Memory Is The Crux Of Our Humanity. Without Memory We Have No Identities. That Is Really Why I Am Committing An Autobiography.

Sex Just As A Drive, As A Hormonal Drive, Is Not Very Interesting.