S.A. Bodeen Quotes

It's easier to revise lousy writing than to revise a blank sheet of paper.

I like to see a home like this, a home connected with people's thoughts and work, things they love.

Even as fog continues to lie in the valleys, so does ancient sin cling to the low places, the depressions in the world consciousness.

Yeah, well, wish in one hand, crap in the other, and see which fills up first

I suppose any note, no matter how sour, sounds like a song if you hold onto it long enough.

I quite agree with you. The sun is not kind. God should use a rose amber spot.

T.S Elliot was wrong. My world ended with a bang the minute we entered the Compound and the silver door closed behind us. The sound was brutal. Final.

What does one tell a husband? One tells him nothing.

That night I dreamed of turduckens.