We have both lost ourselves and created something else, something that exists only as an interlacing of the two of us.

Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.

So here I am walking around with another person inside of me. Though I think I put it better the day we parted when I said there is a third person we have created from the two of us. And I am stalked now by that other entity.

The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out but I'm glad I had them.

The curse of modern times is the preponderance of male hormones in places where they can do long-term damage. Even if were not talking about wars between nations or assaults on nature, there's still that aggressiveness that keeps us apart from each other and the problems we need to be working on.

The heart never forgets, never gives up, the territory marked off for those who came before.

The overriding problem with our country, and our world in general, is that we are, in large part, managed by incompetents. Most of these are men who have spent their lives seeking power rather than themselves.