It Is Better To Be

I Wonder If It Hurts To Live, And If They Have To Try, And Whether, Could They Choose Between, They Would Not Rather Die.

Nothing More Do I Ask Than To Share With You The Ecstasy And Sacrament Of My Life.

There's A Certain Slant Of Light, On Winter Afternoons, That Oppresses, Like The Weight Of Cathedral Tunes.

I Have An Appetite For Silence.

Love Is Everything. And That's All We Know About It.