Through Love, Through Friendship, A Heart Lives

I Am Aware Of Being In A Beautiful Prison, From Which I Can Only Escape By Writing.

Guilt Is The One Burden Human Beings Can't Bear Alone.

I’m Restless. Things Are Calling Me Away. My Hair Is Being Pulled By The Stars Again.

Nothing Endures Unless It Has First Been Transposed Into A Myth, And The Great Advantage Of Myths Is That They Are Ladies With Portable Roots.

Love Never Dies A Natural Death. It Dies Because We Don't Know How To Replenish Its Source.