The joy that isn't shared dies young.

“I lay there silently,hoarding my small dignity.I did not ask about the gate or …”

“Watch out for intellect,because it knows so much it knows nothingand leaves you…”

“and God was there like an island I had not rowed to,still ignorant of Him, my a…”

“Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I…”