Her face looks as if it had worn out two bodies.

I'm being uprooted, " Dino said. "You're being transplanted, " Viv replied, "and to a better home.

She saw him like he was the only star in the whole damn sky. Like he was the only bridge between her sanity and madness.

Almost astride the Equator, night fell like a portcullis. The sun dropped below the horizon and suddenly all was dark.

What people pray for will tell you more than anything else whether they are locked into the vision and priorities of the church.

Mood can be as important as sense.

Let there be no more war or bloodshed between Arabs and Israelis. Let there be no more suffering or denial of rights. Let there be no more despair or loss of faith.

The bandage will remain on the eyes of Justice as long as the Capitalist has the cut, shuffle, and deal.

Writing eases my suffering . . . writing is my way of reaffirming my own existence.

Everyone coming out of a perfume store is smelling the back of their hand.

Everyone seemed to want a piece of Ronald Reagan. It was maddening.