Start with what is right rather than what is acceptable.

Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.

Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.

I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.

I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am wrapping you up in blankets of complete acceptance and then I give myself to you. I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you.

Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.

Nothing is as deceptive as a photograph.