I make no apology about stirring the depths - every human longs to swim under water and see what lurks beneath

Here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond: Not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed.

December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory.

Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night.

The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows.

I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists

Dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field.

You think so logically... like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically... like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth.

I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us.

It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.

Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable.

We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us.

Soccer isn't the same as Bach or Buddhism. But it is often more deeply felt than religion, and just as much a part of the community's fabric, a repository of traditions.

At some point, loneliness becomes less a condition than a habit.

Millions of angels are at God's command.

The top golfers in the world are like Formula One cars when it comes to their swings.

I have never been able to renounce the light, the pleasure of being, and the freedom in which I grew up.

Beyond the deepest tragedy there is laughter; even in the midst of tragedy there is always the possibility for laughter.

There's no such thing as adventure. There's no such thing as romance. There's only trouble and desire.

Our [generation] people have the worst diet of anybody. I'm ready to put a farmer on my payroll. We've got to get back to growing our own food. You are what you eat!

One thing I know, that I know nothing. This is the source of my wisdom.