It doesn't matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was.

Let the light be called Day so that men may grow corn or take busses.

I am teaching... This year it's kind of like having a love affair with a rhinoceros.

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.

Now I am going back And I have ripped my hand From your hand as I said I would And I have made it this far.

The place I live in is a kind of maze and I keep seeking the exit or the home.

Being kissed on the back of the knee is a moth at the windowscreen.