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..

Since eternity means happiness for you, what does it matter if some of these passing moments are unpleasant?.

As wave is driven by wave And each, pursued, pursues the wave ahead, So time flies on and follows, flies, and follows, Always, for ever and new. W….

Goethe tells us in his greatest poem that Faust lost the liberty of his soul when he said to the passing moment, 'Stay, thou art so fair..

To snatch the passing moment and examine it for signs of eternity is the noblest of occupations..

With each passing moment, a Soul sets off to find Itself..

With each passing moment I'm becoming part of the past. There is no future for me, just the past steadily accumulating..

To live fully is to let go and die with each passing moment, and to be reborn in each new one..

I have the happiness of a passing moment, and what more can mortal ask?.