Richard Ronald Allan Quotes

Let me not anchor you to a bed of weary rocks, but let me be the kite’s string that guides you in your flight.

Contemplating from the confines of a desk the reality of death is worthwhile, but only moderately enriching. Too often do I resort to it; rarely do I get with death in the ring.

She captured the spot of my world’s centre and sent me in elliptic rings about it, causing the ground beneath me to vanish and the breath of my lungs to disperse. I was a rock locked in helpless orbit.

Carry me like change in your pocket and spend me as you wish.