Art is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste. It's what everything else isn't.

Be sure that whatever you are is you.

In the kingdom of bang and blab.

The soul has many motions, body one.

I'm sure I've been a toad, one time or another. With bats, weasels, worms...I rejoice in the kinship. Even the caterpillar I can love, and the various vermin.

Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

All lovers live by longing, and endure: Summon a vision and declare it pure.