From beginning to end this is a wet and blood smeared voyage, this begetting and birthing and moving away.

Discover that we are capable of solitary joy and having experienced it, know that we have touched the core of self.

A red brick Presbyterian church... captured by kudzu vines as surely as a butterfly in a net.

The hot, moist smell of babies fresh from naps.

Your job is to focus on my personal happiness, she said, & I've got big plans, so break time is over.

You never know what you will write until you write it

I'm not regimented. I don't diet, and I exercise the way I want to.

I love artists like Prince, who hold on to that element of mystery.

Memories are fallible and a timer can save a lot of hard work from going out of the window

Logic and mathematics are nothing but specialised linguistic structures.

I think we are worlds compressed into human form.

The web of life both cradles us and calls us to weave it further.

Gratitude turns what we have into enough.

I don't want to be THE president, but I would like to have A president.