I have called on the Goddess and found her within myself
And so, perhaps, the truth winds somewhere between the road to Glastonbury, Isle of the Priests, and the road to Avalon, lost forever in the mists of the Summer Sea.
Never name the well from which you will not drink.
I know all about endings. It is beginnings that elude me.
If you own a machine, you are in turn owned by it, and spend your time serving it.
I wasn't a child at 13, were you?