Solitude is a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot, a tug of impalpable thread on the web pulling mate to mate and predator to prey, a beginning or an end.

How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.

I lost a child, " she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.

Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot.

The spiritual is a slave to righteousness in Christ Jesus.

I hated the flashcards and I hated the multiplication tables, but I did enjoy the fact that my dad took time out of his schedule to help me in the areas in which I needed it.

How doe we define the energy of thought versus the energy of action.

I love to talk to flowers. They are sensitive. And sometimes I just want to have couple of wings and fly away... Will you ever notice?

It isn't where you came from

The first essence of journalism is to know what you want to know the second is to find out who will tell you.

I'm open to play for anybody that would give me respect, treat me the right way, and actually going to make me feel comfortable.

There is no length that is too great to go to in order to protect your child.

A radical is a man with both feet firmly planted-in the air.

But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?