I Shall Have More To Say When

For When A Woman Is Left Too Much Alone, Sooner Or Later She Begins To Think; And No Man Knows What Then She May Discover.

I Shall Have More To Say When I Am Dead.

I Don't Say What God Is, But A Name That Somehow Answers Us When We Are Driven To Feel And Think How Little We Have To Do With What We Are.

Seizing The Swift Logic Of A Woman, Curse God And Die.

Shake The Tree Of Life Itself And Bring Down Fruits Unheard Of.