His name was Theo.

You weren't there.

You are my finest knight

Loss makes the soul sick

The lost glove is happy.

From loss breeds new life

You can't go home again

May you comfort and healing.

Omnia mutantur; nihil interit

From loss breeds new beginnings

in these shitty plastic days ...

Why is the measure of love loss?

From loss breeds new opportunity

You can go on losing after loss.

A funeral is no place for secrets.