I guess you go for nothing, if you really want to go that far.

It's four in the morning, the end of december I'm writing you now just to see if you're better.

I try to make those references. I try to make sure that they're not too obscure. But outside of that, I dare not claim anything in the spiritual realm for my own.

It was a dance of masks and every mask was perfect because every mask was a real face and every face was a real mask so there was no mask and there was no face for there was but one dance in which there was but one mask but one true face which was the same and which was a thing without a name which changed and changed into itself over and over.

I’ll be marching through the morning, Marching through the night, Moving 'cross the borders Of My Secret Life.

I don't think there's any difference between a crush and profound love. I think the experience is that you dissolve your sentries and your battalions for a moment and you really do see that there is this unfixed free-flowing energy of emotion and thought between people, that it really is there.

Follow me, the wise man said, but he walked behind.