Bedeviled, human, your plight, in waking, is to choose from the words that even now sleep on your tongue, and to know that tangled among them and terribly new is the sentence that could change your life.

Bedeviled, human, your plight, in waking, is to choose from the words that even now sleep on your tongue, and to know that tangled among them and terribly new is the sentence that could change your life.

When we think we have something to say we are usually wrong. We are fooling ourselves. Trip into discovery. Don't write what you know, discover something new.

Without devotion any life becomes a stranger's story...told for the body to forget what it once loved.

I am living. I remember you.

Memory is a poet, not an historian.

A traitor commits his crime but once. The rest/is retribution.