In between effect and cause and just beyond the range of normal sight, this glittering joker was dancing in the dragon's jaws.

But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight / Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight.

When you know even for a moment That it's your time Then you can walk with the power Of a thousand generations

One day you're waiting for the sky to fall, The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all.

Sometimes the best map will not guide you, you can't see what's round the bend. Sometimes the road leads through dark places, sometimes the darkness is your friend

I'd always loved poetry and I'd always loved writing music and composing music, but I hadn't thought of putting the two together until around that time.

Little round planet in a big universe, sometimes it looks blessed, sometimes it looks cursed. Depends what you look at obviously, but even more it depends on the way that you see.

And I'm wondering where the lions are.

The trouble with normal is it only gets worse.

Beautiful rocks - beautiful grass Beautiful soil where they both combine Beautiful river - covering sky Never thought of possession, but all this was mine.

Gotta kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight.

Without knowledge of self there is no knowledge of God. Nearly all the wisdom we possess, that is to say, true sound wisdom consists of two parts: the knowledge of God and of ourselves.

The way I spend my time is very isolated and cut off.

I have, my whole life, been healing the girl inside, the part of me that struggles about being a female in the world. That's why I write about the things I write about.

I privately say to you, old friend... please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).

You can try to change New York, but it's like Jay-Z says: Concrete bunghole where dreams are made up, there's nothing you can do.

We are not social workers. We are contemplatives in the heart of the world.

The shamans are forever yacking about their snake oil miracles. I prefer the real McCoy, a pregnant woman.

It is faith that makes a lion of a man.

I tuck caution into my pocket and hope I can reach for it if I need to.

If you know wilderness in the way that you know love, you would be unwilling to let it go.... This is the story of our past and it will be the story of our future.