“The mind of a child is like a kiss on the forehead — open and disinterested”

― Patti Smith, Woolgathering

“I imagined a lot of things. That I would shine. That I'd be good. I'd dwell bareheaded on a summit turning a wheel that would turn the earth undetected, amongst the clouds, I would have some influence; be of some avail.”

― Patti Smith, Woolgathering