My Skull Is Crammed With Quotations.

It Is Passivity That Dulls Feeling.

No 'we' Should Be Taken For Granted When The Subject Is Looking At Other People's Pain.

Along With People Who Pretty Themselves For The Camera, The Unattractive And The Disaffected Have Been Assigned Their Beauty.

Images Are More Real Than Anyone Could Have Supposed.

Can I Love Someone...and Still Think/fly? Love Is Flying, Sown, Floating. Thought Is Solitary Flight, Beating Wings.