Dark is a way and light is a place, Heaven that never was Nor will be ever is always true "Poem on His Birthday

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Love is the last light spoken.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

I have spent hours and hours watching elephants, and to come to understand what emotional creatures they are...it's not just a species facing extinction, it's massive individual suffering.

A climate in which belief may flourish

My senior year of high school, I was voted Wittiest. So, several years later, I decided to try my hand at writing humor to see if I could be witty enough to make some money.

I have a home in Orlando. That's kind of my default "getaway" city.

I didn't just grow up with horses; I wanted to be one.

If you study the root causes of business disasters, over and over you'll find this predisposition toward endeavors that offer immediate gratification.

Thanks be to God we lived so long and did so much good.

When the anchorman is wearing a colonel's uniform, it tells you something.

Close to birth... I lost, like, 80 percent of my hearing, and I had difficulty speaking.

History is the study of lies, anyway, because no witness ever recalls events with total accuracy, not even eyewitnesses.