“So I singI sing to get on with itI sing to say afloatI float to stay freeI do not commit so that I can keep dreamingand I dream so that the possibilities remain perfect”

“And oh I want so much to sing, I tell myself no. But it is so hard to keep from singing.”

“My angel-boy is close now, as in five-feet-away close. There's no way I'm going to burst into song in front of him. But then the contrary part of me says, you're going to let a boy keep you from singing out loud? Sing, sister! Sing!So I do, and my angel-boy turns his head.”

“Am I a mindless fool? My life is a fragment, a disconnected dream that has no continuity. I am so tired of senselessness. I am tired of the music that my feelings sing, the dream music.”

“Upon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams...”

“Do you want me to sing to you? I'll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.”