The primary dues a writer or any artist pays is to remain sentient, and to forfeit the illusionary luxury of such anesthetics as avoidance, numbness, and denials.

I'm in love with the whole world.

Where you see valid achievements or virtue being attacked, it's by someone viewing them as a mirror of their own inadequacy instead of an inspiring beacon for excellence.

The only sins are violations of Love.

I am in prayer. I am one hand, this Universe the other.

Patience is being friends with Time.

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!"