During the act of writing I have told myself something that I didn't know I knew.
Dreams say what they mean, but they don't say it in daytime language.
The act of longing for something will always be more intense than the requiting of it.
Heroics are not easily had for the young in our times. Perhaps that is why they go to such extremes to create their own dangers.
Some things arrive in their own mysterious hour, on their own terms and not yours, to be seized or relinquished forever.
You're supposed to get tired planting bulbs. But it's an agreeable tiredness.