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..

One grain of incense with devotion offer'd 'S beyond all perfumes of Sabaean spices..

At the end of our lives we hope we will look back and, like an incense stick completely burned away, will have poured forth all our fragrance into th….

Light the incense! You have to burn to be fragrant..

Let your thoughts be psalms, your prayers incense, and your breath praise..

Good strong thick stupefying incense-smoke!.

...you meditate and you got the candles, you got the incense and you've been chanting, and all of a sudden you hear this voice: 'Write this down'.