Love is bold. Love is blind.

Once upon a timeI fell in loveLost myselfAnd find another one.

In this storyI am the poetYou're the poetry.

Don't feed your ego with my soul.

I don't have problems. I am a writer. I am the problem.

A Very Short Poem for Poor LoversYou’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, And it’s not a good thing.

at first sight everyone seems like human.

The best revenge is the time. Time takes it's revenge all the time.

I don't want to break my memories with you.

And life goes on like this, an uncomplete poem.

Tell me a story. Be my storyteller.

Patch? Whatever happens, I love you." I wanted to say more, those three words painfully inadequate for the way I felt about him. And at the same time, so simple and accurate, nothing else would do.

My two must-haves are my cell phone and my MacBook Pro laptop, which allows me to update my Web site from wherever I am, whether I'm in Africa or in Sun Valley skiing.

The true creator may be recognized by his ability always to find about him, in the commonest and humblest thing, items worthy of note.

This is what I find encouraging about the writing trades: ... They allow lunatics to seem saner than sane.

My father told me you have two loves in your life: What you do and the people youre with.

I like what I do for a living. I also like NOT doing it--perhaps even more.

The model of the teaching hospital, which links research to teaching and service is what's missing in global health.

Movies are getting more and more expensive to distribute. You need a lot of money to get people into theaters

Administrators need to shift from being controllers to enablers, so as to liberate the energies and talents of the teachers.

When I was growing up, I installed refrigerators in supermarkets. My father was an electrical engineer.