...I pray this winter be gentle and kind - a season of rest from the wheel of the mind...

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...I retreat into my fictional world where everything makes sense - but even there I can't even control what people do...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

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

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...

Crying defies scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion.

Being famous without honor is a thing of no worth.

My favorite hobby is being alone. I like to be alone. I also like dancing, fishing, playing poker sometimes and vegetable gardening - corn, tomatoes, cucumbers, I have a big garden every year.

Drummed into me, above all, by my dad, by the whole family, was that without your good name, you would be nothing.

Nothing soothes me more after a long and maddening course of pianoforte recitals than to sit and have my teeth drilled.

I am here and you will know that I am the best and will hear me.

Anonymity is not necessarily something to shun; we don't have to achieve celebrity to make a mark on the world.

I am the cute one! She's just my sister.

There has to be some kind of order and some moral code. I don't know how people can function without a belief in a deity.

The average American can get into the kingdom of heaven much more easily than he can get into the Boulevard St. Germain.