anytime you catch folks lying, they scared of something!

every heart has its graveyard.

I feel most colored when I am thrown against a sharp white background........Beside the waters of the Hudson" I feel my race. Among the thousand white persons, I am a dark rock surged upon, and overswept, but through it all, I remain myself. When covered by the waters, I am; and the ebb but reveals me again." How It Feels to Be Colored Me

Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.

An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!

All gods who receive homage are cruel. All gods dispense suffering without reason. Otherwise they would not be worshipped. Through indiscriminate suffering men know fear and fear is the most divine emotion. It is the stones for altars and the beginning of wisdom. Half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers. Real gods require blood.