“The soul, secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.”

“The universe is female
Eluding the science of men
You sway and you swagger with your neat little dagger
You're gonna blow it again ….
I'll prove her existence in everything
The soul of her rivers and stones
Her acquiescence in everything
Her essence, her presence, her bones. ~ Essence”

“Though it rain daggers with their points downward.”

“A moment or an eternity—did it matter? Life, undefeated, existed and could exist. She smiled, her last smile, to so much that had been possible.”

“Art defies defeat by its very existence, representing the celebration of life, in spite of all attempts to degrade and destroy it.”

“A dagger has only a single point, but a traitor cuts from anywhere.”

“And moreover, to succeed, the artist must possess the courageous soul… the brave soul. The soul that dares and defies.”

“The artist must possess the courageous soul that dares and defies”

“Thus he spake, honouring her; and she cast her eyes down with a smile divinely sweet; and her soul melted within her, uplifted by his praise.”

“In that mysterious dimension where the body meets the soul the stereotype is born and has her being. She is more body than soul, more soul than mind. To her belongs all that is beautiful, eve the very word beauty itself. All that exists, exists to beautify her.”