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..

Trust not overmuch to the blessed Magdalen; learn to protect yourself..

Don’t be a hero,” I told him sternly. “Protect yourself..

Protect yourself......from your own thoughts..