The Thing That's Between Us

I Know All One Can Know When One Knows Nothing.

We, Her Children, Are Heroic, Dersperate.

It’s Not That You Have To Achieve Anything, It’s That You Have To Get Away From Where You Are.

I Often Think Of The Image Only I Can See Now, And Of Which I’ve Never Spoken. It’s Always There, In The Same Silence, Amazing. It’s The Only Image Of Myself I Like, The Only One In Which I Recognize Myself, In Which I Delight

The House A Woman Creates Is A Utopia. She Can't Help It - Can't Help Trying To Interest Her Nearest And Dearest Not In Happiness Itself But In The Search For It.