I couldn't have thrown that bomb. I was at home making bombs

The forces by which the workers are kept in subjugation must be retaliated by force.

Don’t you trust me! What good is it if you don’t bloody trust me!

An unholy altered state of mindStalking with intent from behindThe needless lonely empty timeThat’s filled my life- that’s so unkind

From the earliest age on, even as we toy with it, we instinctively know there is something mighty about the truth, that it is an immobile, looming star. We grow to crave it.

What you would seem to be, be really.

Somehow, I went from being too young, to being too old. Somewhere in there I must have been just right.

Gardeners do first, read later. Why not? Plants are very gracious in accepting an apology.

The asbestos problem impacts everyone.

I was a very driven person, wanting to help and to do good, hopefully to write and teach in a meaningful way - wanting to make change. And I discovered humbly that life was changing me.

I see the moon like a clipped piece of silver. Like gilded bees the stars cluster round her.

What the world's million lips are searching for, must be substantial somewhere.