Man Goes Nowhere, Everything Comes

All The Suns Labor To Kindle Your Flame And A Microbe Puts It Out.

The Chains That Bind Us The Most Closely Are The Ones We Have Broken.

My Father, When He Went, Made My Childhood A Gift Of A Half A Century.

Yes, I Will Go. I Would Rather Grieve Over Your Absence Than Over You.

You Can Owe Nothing, If You Give Back Its Light To The Sun.