"When someone is honest and vulnerable, they wring my heart - I want to hug them for being real..."

"The house is on fire, but go ahead - finish painting the verandah..."

"Before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away ..."

"No good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one..."

"Come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words..."

"You betrayed me, but after all those years I discover, my tears have wiped the slate clean..."

"I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained...because you were so lovely..."

"The best way to forgive someone is to enter into their sufferings ..."

"You say you don't mistrust me, yet you quote Chrysostom - Hell is paved with priests' skulls...."

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

"I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night..."

"My writing is a wild mustang - more thunderous than a lightning storm -and all my skill which I call art, is devoted to simply staying on..."

"Our monsters walk the dark pathways of secret motives..."

"You have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now you've changed the view from my window!..."

"Yes, writing is mostly a dream, but angels visit in dreams."

"I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow..."

"I look out at the world through your transparent face..."

"The fragrance of pine resin is frankincense poured out-a balm of stars and snow and moonlit nights."

"You want the sweetness of our beginning without the bitterness of our struggle - what are you asking - do you want light without shadow? ..."

"Sorrow binds us - I will always cherish you - my only disillusionment is unspoken words ..."

"The heart breaks in so many different ways that when it heals, it will have fault lines ..."

"There must always be a secret to be unwrapped at Christmas-that's the rule."

"When I see you, I see mystery - a pale moon's beauty behind a veil of cloud."

"Is the writer a prophet or priest - does he show the truth or serve the truth?..."

"Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you..."

"Don't you realize a flawless profile means nothing when a mere smile drives me to desperation? Don't you covet that power?.."

"You are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation - I care too much for you - I romanticize depression..."

"I know Shakespeare said art is holding up a mirror to nature- but you're actually bending and refracting it through your interior dialogue ..."

"You knew I was confused, tormented, but you enticed me - led me on..."

"I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace..."

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

"The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows..."

"Moonlight possesses no alchemy to transmute good motives to base, but it does excite love magic..."

"We use intimacy to refer to the physical when it really pertains to the spiritual .."

"Everyone wants to be excited by something magical and wondrous - to be reminded of how they once saw the world ..."

"Tolstoy said, happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story - then what does that make us?..."

"Love is suffering - that's the happy ending..."

"Ah, but the Moon my Love is jealous, and can you blame him? You outshine him with your virtues..."

"If I ever got sloppy and maudlin, it would be for the streets of my childhood-but no self- respecting writer should ever eulogize a slum..."

"December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory..."

"Myths aren't fairy tales or legends-they're an honest attempt to explain mysteries..."

"Nobody ever takes from the desert anything but aridity and monsters..."

"Don't be self-conscious - other people are completely unaware of you and more concerned with how they appear ..."

"To know an other's interior life you are his confessor or a writer - the one is admitted freely, the other intrudes by discerning of spirits."

"Your steady rain of words soaked me to the skin."

"The abyss you stare into and that stares back at you is your reflection in the mirror - we all have it - that shadow self - that dark heart..."

"There is no map of the soul because we make it up as we go..."

"The heart aches through nights-the broken places of neglect."

"Art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate..."

"A sensual life is a ghostly existence where you live on the surface and your soul passes through everything, touching nothing ..."