we get brave.we move.we believe.we keep going.

the opening, the breaking, the falling apartis always so quick.the hurting, the healing, the putting back togetheris always too long.

i can't hold onto love.i'm not gentle enough.i always end upcrushing the thingin between my fingertips.

everything i know about loveis that it hurtsand is almost always never returnedthe way you want it to.but i have hopebecause i do not know everything.

you giver of light.you lover of love.you beautifulbeautifulhuman being you.

i am changingand i am loving change.

i am soft again.there is water and it surrounds me.there is feeling and i can feel it.i am awake and aliveand swollen and heavy with love.i am changingand i am loving change.

i am awake and aliveand swollen and heavywith love.

i feel everything.i do not know how to un-feeland to not feelis to stop the sun.

i took it off.i did not want to carry it with me anymore.

hold company with yourself so sacredthat even when you are alone, you are whole.

How can I wear the harness of toilAnd sweat at the daily round, While in my soul foreverThe drums of Pictdom sound?

My idea of an educated person is one who can converse on one subject for more than two minutes.

If the Chinese commit cyberwarfare against us, they are going to see cyberwarfare like they have never seen before.

Of *course* he needs to renegotiate his salary - the guy buys more snow than Seward did when he bought Alaska from the Russians.

I think the culture of Civil War re-enacting is also incredibly fascinating.

I've enjoyed every minute of travelling and playing for my country. What an honour that is.

I don't think there's anything better you can do in this world than bring light wherever you go.

Do you always believe in the life to come? Mine was always that.

Affectation discovers sooner what one is than it makes known what one would fain appear to be.

You will not be satisfied unless you are contributing something to or for the benefit of others.