If I Had The Use Of My

Yes, Light, There Is No Other Word For It.

I Am Interested In The Shape Of Ideas Even If I Do Not Believe In Them. There Is A Wonderful Sentence In Augustine . . . "do Not Despair: One Of The Thieves Was Saved; Do Not Presume: One Of The Thieves Was Damned." That Sentence Had A Wonderful Shape. It Is The Shape That Matters.

Over, Over, There Is A Soft Place In My Heart For All That Is Over, No, For The Being Over, Words Have Been My Only Loves, Not Many.

All I Say Cancels Out, I’ll Have Said Nothing.

We Are Not Saints, But We Have Kept Our Appointment. How Many People Can Boast As Much?