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..

There is something beautiful in you seeking freedom..

There's something beautiful about finding one's innermost thoughts in another..

I can find something beautiful in everyone.

Make something beautiful of your life..

Anyone can grow into something beautiful..

I have my moods, but I can always see something beautiful..