Truly As The Sun Can

At All Events There Is In Brooklyn Something That Makes Me Feel At Home.

Revision Is Its Own Reward.

The Sweet Air Coming Into Your House On A Fine Day, From Water Etched With Waves As Formal As The Scales On A Fish.

There Never Was A War That Was Not Inward; I Must Fight Till I Have Conquered In Myself What Causes War.

The Power Of The Visible Is The Invisible.