Someone with an obsession for arranging things in alphabetical order was an abcedist, whereas someone with an obsession for arranging them in reverse alphabetical order was a zyxedist.

From the stars we come, to the stars we go. Life is but a journey into the unknown.

Ordinary folk prefer familiar tastes - they'd sooner eat the same things all the time - but a gourmet would sample a fried park bench just to know how it tastes.

For some miracles can only occur in the dark.

Wednesdays were the best thing about Atlantis. The middle of the week was a traditional holiday there. Everyone stopped work and celebrated the fact that half the week was over.

No one who writes a good book is really dead.

If flatness were funny, a dinner plate would be hilarious.

Anyone can write. Some people can write a bit better than others; they're called authors. Then there are some who can write better than authors; they're called artists.

Life is too precious to be left to chance

Stealing from one author is plagiarism; from many authors, research.

never trust a Troglotroll

I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. Whenever I wanted, I could get him out and he'd look at me the way boys do in films, as if I'm beautiful.

I mean every word of my divine chaos.

I like the idea of being a youngish parent. So I've got energy to play football even though they'll be better than me by the time they're four.

Always remember that Nature refuses to be rushed. She can only be made to evolve and that takes time, so take heart.

Hard to imagine 40 years ago people could be convicted of a crime, fined, sent to prison for using the most common forms of birth control.

My intent is to tell the truth as I know it, realizing that what is true for me may be blasphemy for others.

I think Detroit would do real well if we started repopulating it with young, aspirational people.

I was horrible at everything I ever tried to do and people respect me. The American Dream has come true!!

No scale to balance, what's in my heart. No numbers to measure, nor even to chart. This love can't be seen, in ounces or in pounds. For only through time, can it's value be found.