What You Remember Saves You.

Laughter Was The Shape The Darkness Took Around The First Appearance Of The Light.

Obviously A Garden Is Not The Wilderness But An Assembly Of Shapes, Most Of Them Living, That Owes Some Share Of Its Composition, It’s Appearance, To Human Design And Effort, Human Conventions And Convenience, And The Human Pursuit Of That Elusive, Indefinable Harmony That We Call Beauty. It Has A Life Of Its Own, An Intricate, Willful, Secret Life, As Any Gardener Knows. It Is Only The Humans In It Who Think Of It As A Garden. But A Garden Is A Relationship, Which Is One Of The Countless Reasons Why It Is Never Finished.

Your Absence Has Gone Through Me

There Is Part Of A Structure In Which Every Species Is Related To Every Other Species. And They're Built Up On Species, Like A Pyramid. The Simpler Cell Organisms, And Then The More Complicated Ones, All The Way Up To The Mammals And Birds And So Forth. We Call It 'developing Upward'... The Whole Thing Depends On Every Part Of It. And We're Taking Out The Stones From The Pyramid.

My Words Are The Garment Of What I Shall Never Be Like The Tucked Sleeve Of A One-armed Boy.