In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees...Strangers are like friends

On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting

Hi! My little hutIs newly-thatched I see...Blue morning-glories

Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings...Amble out for love

When You’re Accustomed to Privilege, Equality Feels Like Oppression

Moral courage is a more rare commodity than bravery in battle or great intelligence.

Shakespeare wrote about love. I write about love. Shakespeare wrote about gang warfare, family feuds and revenge. I write about all the same things.

A consciousness of misfortunes arising from a man's own misconduct aggravates their bitterness.

His own faith, however, was not lacking in virtues since it consisted in acknowledging obscurely that he would be granted much without ever deserving anything.

There's no right or wrong - I think people can be messy in a very soulful way. The point in the end is to make people feel something, and there's so many different ways to do that.

His [Martin Luther King] last book, Where Do We Go From Here: Chaos or Community, is a direct reference to angles, barbarism or socialism.

The governor has a role in terms of declaring a state of emergency.

I think we grow into ourselves. And unfortunately we do it in the spotlight, so when we make mistakes, everybody knows about it.

WordPress, it's a complex tool; it's like the back of a digital SLR... but that doesn't work on a phone.