The Shovel Is The Brother To The

Time Is The Coin Of Your Life. You Spend It. Do Not Allow Others To Spend It For You.

The Sea Speaks A Language Polite People Never Repeat. It Is A Colossal Scavenger Slang And Has No Respect.

The Drum In A Dream Pounds Loud To The Dreamer.

Valor Is A Gift. Those Having It Never Know For Sure Whether They Have It Until The Test Comes.

Poetry Is The Establishment Of A Metaphorical Link Between White Butterfly-wings And The Scraps Of Torn-up Love-letters.