“...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...”

“...if you don't regard your word as a sacred covenant, then there is nothing in you I can honor ...”

“...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...”

“...I learn about the sacred in the everyday - I look in your face...”

“...you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...”

“...you can use words if you wish, but I'm warning you - I've learned how to read your heart ...”

“...there's something magical about a mask, but I have never worn one - I want you to see my pain and know how your love affects me...”