Most Religions Do Not Make

A Head Full Of Stars, Just Not In Constellation Yet.

Whether Or Not God Is Dead: It Is Impossible To Keep Silent About Him Who Was There For So Long.

...how Could I, Fool That I Am, Go On Sitting In My Office, Or Here At Home, Instead Of Leaping Onto A Train With My Eyes Shut And Opening Them Only When I Am With You?

Everything One Records Contains A Grain Of Hope, No Matter How Deeply It May Come From Despair.

Speak As Though It Were The Last Sentence Allowed You.