God Is The Food Our Spirits Were

The Real Moon,if You Could Reach It And Survive It, Would In A Deep And Deadly Sense Be Just Like Anywhere Else...no Man Would Find An Abiding Strangness On The Moon Unless He Were The Sort Of Man Who Could Find It In His Own Back Garden.

In Your World, I Have Another Name. You Should Know Me By It.

Poetry Most Often Communicates Emotions, Not Directly, But By Creating Imaginatively The Grounds For Those Emotions. It Therefore Communicates Something More Than The Emotion; Only By Means Of That Something More Does It Communicate The Emotion At All.

I Cannot Speak For The Way God Deals With Others; I Only Know How He Deals With Me Personally.

Why Love If Losing Hurts So Much? We Love To Know That We Are Not Alone.