Weather Abroad And Weather In The Heart

What Kind Of Beast Would Turn Its Life Into Words?

Only Where There Is Language Is There World.

We Move But Our Words Stand Become Responsible For More Than We Intended And This Is Verbal Privilege

I Touch You Knowing We Weren't Born Tomorrow, And Somehow, Each Of Us Will Help The Other Live, And Somewhere, Each Of Us Must Help The Other Die.

...you Look At Me Like An Emergency