I play with the fire of my own truth," she told me, "I will burn for the things I love.

The truth, the all moving magic, the single handed spark of it all wasI found art. And this saved my life.

You must burn. Burn higher. Burn for everything you have ever wanted. For everything you have ever lost, for every crack in your heart and every fraction of every irreplaceable moment. Burn high for love. For fear. For life. Burn as fast and as long as you can. You must burn, burn higher. Because nothing in this world will kill you faster than a dying fire.

When I say that I love animals, I mean to say that I am IN love with them. Because they don't know evil and have never been tempted by it. Because they are the purest image of any higher being I have ever known. Because their souls are made of a much larger magic than my own, and if you let them, they will show it to you. Because this world is theirs, they were here first. And we should all love them a little more for graciously allowing us to have so much of it.

Know that we have met before and that we will meet again. I will find my way to you in the next life, and every life after that.

Know that I loved you and that I belonged to you. And I wouldn't have had it any other way.

That is what love does, it upstages fear.

You do not need words to tell the truth.

You are only as touched my the magic of this life as you want to be.