Things happen once only and are never repeated, never return. Except in memory.

“As a result, he is hardly ever happy in the place where he is, something in him…”

“Poetry was syllable and rhythm. Poetry was the measurement of breath. Poetry wa…”

“In his clearest moments he thinks he has lost the ability to love, people or pl…”

“There's no theme, no moral to be learned, except for the knowledge that lightni…”