Michael Moberg

"I picked up the small leaf from my lap and looked at it in the sunlight that beamed through the small airplane window. I closed my eyes and saw the valley in my mind. I saw the Upper Lake that divided the valley. Right there and then I knew that some time before too long, I would be going back to that very place."

“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.“

“Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?“

If I should die before the rest of you,
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone.
Nor, when I'm gone, speak in a Sunday voice,
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must,
Parting is hell.
But life goes on,
So........ sing as well.

“Never.
We never lose our loved ones.
They accompany us; they don’t disappear from our lives.
We are merely in different rooms.”

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."