Love doesn't grow at a steady rate$$$ but advances in surges$$$ bolts$$$ wild leaps.

One could drown in irrelevance.

Live$$$ love$$$ dance.

At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned

I don't know why I started writing. I don't know why anybody does it. Maybe they're bored$$$ or failures at something else.

All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door.

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows$$$ and cannot be fled nor hid from.

Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.

I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didn't.

If he is not the word of God$$$ God never spoke.