Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.

In my head this cruel unspeakable truth: that we battled and we cursed and we spilled each other’s blood, we relished our taste of hell and strangled heaven’s love.

The acknowledgement of a single possibility can change everything.

History dressed up in the glow of love’s kiss turned grief into beauty.

The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river’s deeper and truer nature revealed itself.

Human beings, in a sense, may be thought of as multidimensional creatures composed of such poetic considerations as the individual need for self-realization, subdued passions for overwhelming beauty, and a hunger for meaning beyond the flavors that enter and exit the physical body.

This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.

Got just enough room to be a friend of yours. Oh I hope you got room to be a friend of mine.

Oh what a wonderful soul so bright inside you. Got power to heal the sun’s broken heart, power to restore the moon’s vision too.

Compassion crowns the soul with its truest victory.