“We came from over here,to over thereThen told we wondermindless to degreemost seldom furlsin slumber, burnsbegins a century.”

“Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.”

“Do you know how pale & wanton thrillfulcomes death on a strange hourunannounced, unplanned forlike a scaring over-friendly guest you'vebrought to bedDeath makes angels of us all& gives us wingswhere we had shoulderssmooth as raven'sclaws”

“People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend”

“Do you know we are being led toSlaughters by placid admirals& that fat slow generals are gettingObscene on young bloodDo you know we are ruled by t.v.”

“I offer images-I conjure memories of freedom that can still be reached-like the Doors, right? But we can only open the doors-we can't drag people through.”

“[...] But this will not do. No, thiswill never do. There arecontinents and shores whichbeseech our understanding.Seldom have we been so slow.Seldom have we been so far.My only wish is to seeFar Arden again.”