Look Heavenward And Speak The

Glory Falls Around Us As We Sob A Dirge Of Desolation On The Cross

I Will Look After You And I Will Look After Anybody You Say Needs To Be Looked After, Any Way You Say. I Am Here. I Brought My Whole Self To You. I Am Your Mother.

Poetry Helps My Soul Escape Its Encasement.

We Need To Haunt The House Of History And Listen Anew To The Ancestors' Wisdom.

I Don't Think Modesty Is A Very Good Virtue, If It Is A Virtue At All. A Modest Person Will Drop The Modesty In A Minute. It's A Learned Affectation.