I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while. from Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
Your assumptions are your windows on the world. Scrub them off every once in a while, or the light won't come in.
Think of me as an old church: The floors are gone, the walls are moldy and bend with the winds and the rains, the roof allows too much light and too much migratory membership, but every once in a while, there is beautiful music, an inspiring snatch of words, and a...