...you betrayed me, but after all those years I discover, my tears have wiped the slate clean...
A Familiar RainGood communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.
Gift from the SeaDeeds need time, even after they are done, in order to be seen or heard.
The Gay Science: with a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of SongsWe can never be gods, after all--but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms