All reality about me now appeared to be in tatters, taken down and reduced to the civil war of its particles. I held on very, very tight indeed.

You put your time where your priority is.

The end-of-summer winds make people restless.

Have you ever been lonely? No, neither have I. Solitary, yes. Alone, certainly. But lonely means minding about being on your own. I've never minded about it.

Oh, the sweetness of giving in, of full surrender.

Gradually the feeling wears off, and I feel swamped again by the inexplicable pettiness of being alive.

One thing about London is that when you step out into the night, it swallows you.

I'd never chosen to be alone, but that was the way things had turned out, and I'd grown used to it.

The best thing is the combined effect of nicotine with alcohol, greater than the sum of the two parts.

That sense of happiness just out beyond my reach - I'm not sure I'd grasped that exactly, but I'd got something close to it, contentment maybe, or at least a functioning routine with regular rewards.

The thought of all that happiness was hard to bear. What's the point of happiness when all it does is throw the facts of dying into clear relief?

If knowledge is a glass of water, then wisdom is the unlimited, infinite and not yet invented ocean.

I’ll tell you the difference between our countries. Americans think life is serious but not hopeless

As Christians it is not just for us to know what we believe, but why we believe it".~R. Alan Woods [2012]

A child falls many times in attempt to walk.

I would rather the man who presents something for my consideration subject me to a zephyr of truth and a gentle breeze of responsibility rather than blow me down with a curtain of hot wind.

I don't think any of us grew up into the world we were hoping for or expecting.

The solution to our water problems is more rain.

I think if you want to get to know me, you should come and see a show. A person might get to see more sides of me.

I just want to be able to get onstage and move and move around.

Louise Gluck, C.K. Williams, Thomas Lux. A lot of the poets that I like are the ones that influenced me as a writer.