Love child!" What else? You will find it and lose it, again and again. And with each finding and each loss, you will become more than before. What you make of it is yours to choose.
Genius requires an audience.
All exiles carry a map within them that points the way homeward.
My lord. It is too much, and not enough
Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear
It is not wise to meddle with D'Angelines in matters of love.