I'm Not Independently Wealthy.

And Where There Is No Echo There Is No Description Of Space Or Love. There Is Only Silence.

Keep True To The Rare Music In Your Heart, To The Marvelous And Unique Form That Is And Shall Always Be Nothing Else But You. Keep To That And You Can Do No Wrong, Which I Realize Is Easier Said Than Done.

Love Of Love Written By The Broken Hearted, Love Of Life Written By The Dead.

I Will Walk Heavy, And I Will Walk Strange.

Who Has Never Killed An Hour?