If I could do it over, I'd do better.

Strangers are just friends waiting to happen

Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it.

We come into the world alone. We go away the same. We're meant to spend the interlude between in closeness or so we tell ourselves. But it's a long way from the morning to the evening.

Even when you feel you've reached the end or edge of life, hold on. Life itself will ultimately take care of you.

It's nice sometimes to open up the heart a little and let some hurt come in. It proves you're still alive.

Extending your hand is extending yourself.

The gifts that one receives for giving are so immeasurable that it is almost an injustice to accept them.

I cannot speculate on what our cluttered mind will save- sleepy Sundays, or a nosebleed after love. I know only the dying heart needs the nourishment of memory to live beyond too many winters.

Do not ask the definition of a friend. He/She is that one without whose company death and dying set in earlier and living is made more pleasurable.

If you love somebody, tell them.

A change is as good as a rest.

The best friends are those you can argue with but love anyway.

But at the very moment she was thinking these thoughts, adventure, as she afterwards told my Mother, was stalking her.

Being a mother is an attitude, not a biological relation.

Everything had life to me, ’ he heard Enkidu murmur, ‘the sky, the storm, the earth, water, wandering, the moon and its three children, salt, even my hand had life. It’s gone. It’s gone.

And he smote the Balrog upon the mountainside.

Every mountain that every Christian ever faces, the Lord levels with sufficient grace.

Genuine happiness and compassion go hand in hand.

You shouldn't have a profit motivation to fill prison cells with young Americans.

Therein lies the rub of a place like Berkeley Bowl. You get seduced by an 11-pound apple that turns out to be a fake watermelon with an anus.