Love is the eternal first breath.

Apart from Love, which is not a human emotion, of all the rest my last words would best read: It's all for the experience.

The people knew what had made them human. It was not their shortcomings, but their hearts.

I became a total yes. We don't even have names anymore.

Always is no Time at all.

Words are contact with other beings. I see a word that says something I've noticed, seen, felt, obserevd, and I capture it; "I need that word!"

Language achieves soul only when it's applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.