Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.

God and I have built an immense fire together. We keep each other happy and warm.

It is written on the gate of heaven: Nothing in existence is more powerful than destiny. And destiny brought you here, to this page, which is part of your ticket-as all things are-to return to God.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.

Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.

I am a hole in a flute that the Christ's breath moves through. Listen to this music.