Purity of heart is blooming the same colors in the middle of the wilderness when no one sees you.
Poetry is our heart, our spirit, our soul. Call it whatever; without it, everything else is nothing but hardware.
To the degree it is efficient, a spaceship is elegant and beautiful.
The stars are not the limit.
Each character is an allegory for every aspect of human existence.
Your mouth on mine our bridge to cross and serve where we would go. Utopia of sensations the flesh could never know.