The Heart Lies To Itself Because It

We Must Have The Stubbornness To Accept Our Gladness In The Ruthless Furnace Of This World.

We Must Unlearn The Constellations To See The Stars.

Why Do So Manysettle For So Little? I Don't Understand Why They're Not Greedy For What's Inside Them.

The Abandoned Valley Can You Understand Being Alone So Long You Would Go Out In The Middle Of The Night And Put A Bucket Into The Well So You Could Feel Something Down There Tug At The Other End Of The Rope?

Waking At Night The Blue River Is Grey At Morning And Evening. There Is Twilight At Dawn And Dusk. I Lie In The Dark Wondering If This Quiet In Me Now Is A Beginning Or An End.