I care about my brother.I care about wilderness.To care is to lament.My brother is a wilderness, unknowable.
Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!
Hope is a waking dream.
The father who has selflessly poured himself into the life of his children may leave no other monument than that of his children. But as for a life well lived, no other monument is necessary.
S.T.O.P. = Start To Open Possibilities
Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.
Do not be afraid of what should be afraid of you
Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...
A house is never small or empty, when filled with love.
Embrace contradictions for they make upall of life:You will eternally be looking for yourself andseeking ways to lose yourself.
The cross has become a symbol in much of the Western world, misused by many rock stars and others who do not comprehend its significance.