I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. — Og Mandino
"We have forgotten love, and sat lonely beside each other. We have eaten together, lonely behind our plates, we have hidden behind children, we have slept together in a lonely bed. Now my heart turns toward you, awake at last, penitent, lost in the last loneliness. Speak to me. Talk To me. Break the black silence."
— Kenneth Rexroth, American poet, died June 6, 1982