It's pretty hard to have faith when everybody is trying to lock you up.

Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.

For fear you will be alone you do so many things that aren't you at all.

I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.

One day Time will die And love will bury it

I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

God-forsaken is beautiful, too.