“Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning?”
“I am the way the way the truth and the life, no one comes to the father but through me”
“I'm not looking for love," she tried to explain."If it comes my way, that makes it twice as special.”
“I am an equation that only she solves, These X's and Y's by other names called, My way of division is desperatley flawed, while I multiply days without her.”
“The tide was still on the ebb in that complex swell and fall of water against land, as though a great heart in the centre of the earth beat but twice a day.”
“Every day, and in every way, I am becoming better and better.”