O Suns And Skies And Clouds Of

If There's A Message, It's That The Unlovable And Unattractive Parts Of Ourselves Should Be Embraced. The Only Real Currency Between People Is What Happens When They're Not Cool. And I Hope People Feel Ok About Not Being Cool.

The Lands Are Lit With All The Autumn Blaze Of Golden-rod, And Everywhere The Purple Asters Nod And Bend And Wave And Flit.

Pity And Friendship Seek Different Habitations.

The Oscar Sits On Some Shelf Above My Desk. If There Was An Earthquake, I Could Actually Be Killed By My Own Academy Award.

When You First Entered The Restaurant, I Thought You Were Handsome... And Then, Of Course, You Spoke.