The Heart Wants What It Wants -

Witchcraft Was Hung, In History, But History And I Find All The Witchcraft That We Need Around Us, Every Day -

Anger As Soon As Fed Is Dead- 'tis Starving Makes It Fat.

Exultation Is The Going Of An Inland Soul To Sea Past The Houses, Past The Headlands Into Deep Eternity! Bred As We, Among The Mountains Can The Sailor Understand The Divine Intoxication Of The First League Out From Land?

I Have An Appetite For Silence.

Prayer Is The Little Implement Through Which Men Reach; Where Presence Is Denied Them.