Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..

I never have anything to talk about..

What God originates, God orchestrates..

I like my work to stand on its own as much as possible..

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.

Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..

A cemetery saddens us because it is the only place of the world in which we do not meet our dead again..

Nature is honest, we aren't; we embalm our dead..

Elaborate burial customs are a sure sign of decadence..

Corpses are more fit to be thrown out than is dung..

A family is a burial mound of its own doings and sayings..

Everything is drive-through. In California, they even have a burial service called Jump-In-The-Box..

The burial of feelings has begun..