If I'm good enough to bed, surely I'm good enough to wed.

Do you love me Hero?" His pale green eyes were full of torment. "Do you love me like I love you?

Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. “I love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can’t you say it, Hero?

Joy is strength.

It was as if my sould had left my body, floated up to the ceiling, and was watching me destroy my own career with one deliberately assaultive punch. (Dark City Lights)

A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.

I've never felt like my career has been on fire.

What is the real origin of my own anger? Is it the ego defending its territory, or is it something that has its source in the desire for the well-being of all?

Running more doesn't do you any good. You've got to be successful more.

When I started to internalize fat positivity and believe it, my response was the same one I had when I started to understand the scope of gender inequality: deep indignation.

I'm not accusing anybody of being [Hitler].

Looks like a sand pile my kids have been playing in for a long time - it's all beat up - no definition - just a lot of bumps and holes.