“I can see lights in the distance trembling in the dark cloak of nightCandles and lanterns are dancing, dancing a waltz on All Souls Night.”

“I have long considered the creative impulse to be a visit-a thing of grace, perhaps. Not commanded, owned, so much as awaited, prepared for. A thing, also, of mystery.”

“Stars were falling deep in the darknessas prayers rose softly, petals at dawnAnd as I listened, your voice seemed so clearso calmly you were calling your godSomewhere the sun rose, o'er dunes in the desertsuch was the stillness, I ne'er felt beforeWas this the question, pulling, pulling, pulling youin your heart, in your soul, did you find rest there?Elsewhere a snowfall, the first in the wintercovered the ground as the bells filled the airYou in your robes sang, calling, calling, calling himin your heart, in your soul, did you find peace there?”

“Invitation to Dance-It’s a Dance. And sometimes they turn the lights off in this ballroom.But we’ll dance anyway, you and I. Even in the Dark. Especially in the Dark.May I have the pleasure?”

“The first time I met death, it was at a ball and we danced a waltz.”

“I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you.”

“Without the light, no chance; without the dark, no dance.”