“I firmly disbelieve in death. A spirit never dies. Where it wanders when it leaves the flesh, is a cognitive proposition.”

“...and should I die in her care, I would leave smiling because, I will linger in the hills beside her...”

“It's summer and time for wandering...”

“Poetry will die when love and pain cease to exist.”

“From where it came and to where it goes, I wish I knew, like the river knows.”

“What a more beautiful world this would be if we didn't wait til people were dead before we honored their spirit.”

“Hold love like a butterfly, with gentle preservation. Hold life like the reigns of a wild stallion, with fierce assertion. Encompass that, and you find the nectar of the immortal spirit.”