I keep thinking about you every few minutes all day.

If any thing is sacred, the human body is sacred.

O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning!

I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward.

Either define the moment or the moment will define you.

I inhale great draught of space...the east and west are mine...and the north and south are mine...I am grandeur than I thought...I did not know i held so much goodness.

Are you the new person drawn toward me?