“The truth, the all moving magic, the single handed spark of it all wasI found art. And this saved my life.”

“Bí ann nó astáimse ag triall Ortagus má tácuirim geasa Ortmé a shábháilón dreama deirgur fear fuarsa spéir Thú.”

“(Wallace) Stevens turns to the idea of the weather precisely as the religious man turns to the idea of God.”

“Is there any reward?I’m beginning to doubt it.I am broken and bored,Is there any rewardReassure me, Good Lord,And inform me about it.Is there any reward?I’m beginning to doubt it.”

“Who among us has not suddenly looked into his child’s face, in the midst of the toils and troubles of everyday life, and at that moment “seen” that everything which is good, is loved and lovable, loved by God! Such certainties all mean, at bottom, one and the same thing: that the world is plumb and sound; that everything comes to its appointed goal; that in spite of all appearances, underlying all things is – peace, salvation, gloria; that nothing and no one is lost; that “God holds in his hand the beginning, middle, and end of all that is.” Such nonrational, intuitive certainties of the divine base of all that is can be vouchsafed to our gaze even when it is turned toward the most insignificant-looking things, if only it is a gaze inspired by love. That, in the precise sense, is contemplation…Out of this kind of contemplation of the created world arise in never-ending wealth all true poetry and all real art, for it is the nature of poetry and art to be paean and praise heard above all the wails of lamentation. No one who is not capable of such contemplation can grasp poetry in a poetic fashion, that is to say, in the only meaningful fashion. The indispensability, the vital function of the arts in man’s life, consists above all in this: that through them contemplation of the created world is kept alive and active.”

“confront your greatest fearsvoice your biggest problemsacknowledge your tiniest issuesthe longer you stay silentthe louder they becomethey won’t disappear if you ignore themthey will spread and affect all aspects of your life”

“Take each day in your open palms and close your fists around it. This life is not done with you yet.”

“Don’t be afraid to be afraid. Have fear, and then conquer the shit out of it.”

“Life is so beautiful and so short that anything that makes me feel less than too much is nothing at all.”

“My heart’s scripture tastes foreign in the mouths of cowards and on the tongues of those who have never breathed inthe moon and breathed out the world.”

“New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent.”

“A steampunk nationBaby pollution rises up then the loving comes arraigning ’causeOur art’s official and only partially artificialAnd our heart’s in the middle of sharp hardened shards of metal butThere’s not where it settlesBecause it’s beating to the steaming of God’s hottest pot or kettleAnd now we face it, this creation we made toTo save our craving for a synthetic rebelnation it’sOur safeway they make into a pathetic revelationIn our steampunk nationOur steampunk nation”