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..

We can never sneer at the stars, mock the dawn, or scoff at the totality of being..

To mock at a soul in pain is a dreadful thing..

We need to mock false gods publicly..

Loathesome I am, and evil. You can mock me for that. But leave my pain alone!.

Schooling ain't life." "Ain't it?" she says, her eyebrows raising in mock surprise..