To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night, To defy power which seems omnipotent; To love and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates.
I am a freespirit of head and heart...a dreamer of chaos and creation...a lover of saint and sinner...a sower of seed and inspiration....a worshipper of truth and beauty...a contemplative of silence and sound...a pilgrim of the eternal and the now...a mystic of the divine and line...I am the "Queen of Quotes"