And what is an angel but a ghost in drag?

- Stan Rice

Bend down, bend down. Excess is the only ease, so bend. The sun is in the tree. Put your mouth on mine. Bend down beam & slash, for Dread is dreamed-…

- Stan Rice

And the rain was brain colored and the thunder sounded like something remembering something.

- Stan Rice

For the book unwritten is the book burned.

- Stan Rice