...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...

“...when I think of you it's with tears, because no one else has such delicate h…”

“...you can't be intimate unless you're sensitive...”

“...I'm the last person to ask about unrequited love - I've run away to the Moon…”

“...the bones of cirrus clouds stand out like ribs against the sky - an angel is…”