“In our rags of light, all dressed to kill.”

“Now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers”

“Now suzanne takes you handAnd she leads you to the riverShe is wearing rags and feathersFrom salvation army countersAnd the sun pours down like honeyOn our lady of the harbourAnd she shows you where to lookAmong the garbage and the flowersThere are heroes in the seaweedThere are children in the morningThey are leaning out for loveAnd they will lean that way foreverWhile suzanne holds the mirrorAnd you want to travel with herAnd you want to travel blindAnd you know that she will trust youFor shes touched your perfect body with her mind.”

“There is a crack in everything.That's how the light gets in.”

“In streams of light I clearly sawThe dust you seldom see,Out of which the Nameless makesA Name for one like me...All busy in the sunlightThe flecks did float and dance,And I was tumbled up with themIn formless circumstance.”

“Everything has a crack in it; that's how the light gets in.”

“We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.”