I realized that I'm a child."William looked point-blank at her chest. "No.

Failure happened. The trick was to accept the risk and try anyway.

She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?"He showed her his teeth. "Yes.

She put her hand on her hip. "Where are you going?""To the boat. You called me Lord Bill again. That means we're cool."Cerise slapped her forehead with the heel of her hand and followed him.

Oh, Gods."His eyes shone with want and predatory satisfaction. "The name's William. It's a common mistake.

God knows the motive of every man.

Patience is a garment which has never worn out.

You never know who anybody is. Even the people closest to you.

Public radio has always been so powerless.

I hope to go into a poem sober and come out a little drunk. And if I do then that's a real poem.

A scene can be created when people are coming together. Either to shop or to hang out.

Only of one thing I am sure: when I dream I am always ageless.

Christ transforms the meaning and value of suffering from something to be feared or at best endured into something redemptive [and transformative].

We're very physical creatures, and we worry about how we look sometimes more than our spiritual selves

I don't know how people can fake whole relationships... I can't even fake a hello to somebody I don't like