For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves. — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved.… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Little world, full of scars and gashes, ripened with another's pain, Your flowers feed on carrion--so do your birds; Men feed on each other… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Now he haunts me seldom: some fierce umbilical is broken, I live with my own fragile hopes and sudden rising despair. Now I do… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“To love is not to possess, To own or imprison, Nor to lose one's self in another. Love is to join and separate, To… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Where are you hiding my love? Each day without you will never come again. Even today you missed a sunset on the ocean, A… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
Don't you know That lovers make the rains, Call forth the sun, Re-route hurricanes, And exorcise earthquakes for fun. — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Come to the beach with me And watch the pelicans die, Hear their feeble screams Calling to an empty sky Where once they played… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide... — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
Little world, full of little people shouting for recognition, screaming for love, Rolling world, teeming with millions, carousel of the hungry, Is there food… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“I played God today And it was fun! I made animals that men had never seen So they would stop and scratch their heads… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“I saw my face today And it looked older, Without the warmth of wisdom Or the softness Born of pain and waiting. The dreams… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
I am one of the searchers. There are millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
