"You lie in bed, staring at the ceiling and counting crows. Someone. Anyone. But anyone could be someone if only you looked a little closer." — The Closer (from the poetry book: "I Wrote This For You: Just The Words")

"And their shape and their hair and their eyes and their smel and their voice. That suddenly, these things can exist and you're not quite sure how they existed without you knowing about them before." — The New Colour (from the poetry book "I Wrote This For You: Just The Words")