Now My Belly Is As Noble As

The Poet Is An Untier Of Knots, And Love Without Words Is A Knot, And It Drowns.

We Are Guilty Of Many Errors And Many Faults, But Our Worst Crime Is Abandoning The Children, Neglecting The Fountain Of Life. Many Of The Things We Need Can Wait. The Child Cannot. Right Now Is The Time His Bones Are Being Formed, His Blood Is Being Made, And His Senses Are Being Developed. To Him We Cannot Answer 'tomorrow.' His Name Is 'today.'

For Me, Religiosity Is ... The Constant Remembrance Of The Presence Of The Soul.

Now My Belly Is As Noble As My Heart.

Love Beauty It Is The Shadow Of God On The Universe