Grief is like manure, if you spread it out it fertilizes, if you leave it in a big pile it smells like crap.

When grief recedes, grief is like a cloud.

I think we are in rats’ alley

I also discovered that you can get used to a man, much like you do a household pet!

Beware the unbelief of others. It's contagious!

These auspicious aspects, which the astrologers subsequently interpreted for me, may have been the causes of my preservation.

Fly-fishing for wild trout on quiet waters must be one of the toughest and craziest ways to catch fish ever invented by man, as well as among the most frustrating and humiliating.

My father cried when I said I wanted to be a chef.

I remembered the 500 people that lived on a reserve outside my little town, behind a big fence.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.

Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.

It was hell, hugging my Mama from a jail cell.