Sierra couldn’t afford complications, not in her position, but the way he flirted with her and teased had amped her touch hunger to a deafening roar.

Darkness lingered in those blue eyes, like ghosts haunted him despite only the two of them standing in this cabin.

They surrounded him here, but beyond, flames licked the cabins, the incendiary glow striking a similar spark inside him from the injustice they’d faced tonight.

It is evident as a matter of logic that, since they (world religions) disagree, not more than one of them can be true.

I'm filled with admiration, delight, and gratitude at discovering James Lasdun's poems in A Jump Start. He has wit, speed, intelligence, a keen eye, precision, and imagination of a high order.

Dark chocolate, and salt and vinegar chips are my weakness - but not together.

The landscape of childhood shapes us as it shapes the characters in our stories. You never forget the sacred places of your childhood.

God endowed you with a glory when he created you, a glory so deep and mythic that all creation pales in comparison.

Whenever something is convenient or was modified after 1970, you probably shouldn't use it as root.

Every unjust man is unjust against his will.

Nowadays we are all of us so hard up that the only pleasant things to pay are compliments. They’re the only things we can pay.

But grant, the virtues of a temp'rate prime Bless with an age exempt from scorn or crime; An age that melts with unperceived decay, And glides in modest Innocence away