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..

Life is a lease and God is the landlord..

Read your own obituary notice; they say you live longer. Gives you second wind. New lease of life..

To none is life given in freehold; to all on lease..

We are all going to die, sometimes even in the middle of a lease..