There are two types of people in this world: Gypsy and Gadge. Which one am I? Neither. I'm a writer.

We need a safe place, a reserve of truth, a place where words kindle ideas and set ideas sparking off in others, a word sanctuary. Poetry is this gathering place of words.

It is a rare and valuable tonic to share insights, dreams and concerns with people whom you have never met. The sole purpose for such exchanges is simply to give light to one another.

If the weeds are pulled out of the garden too soon, the too shallow roots of the plants developing around it get pulled up with the weed also. Time is what is needed before criticism can be useful.

I didn't get to be this smart by not being stupid

There are many out there who proudly call themselves critics, but I have come to see that many of those critics have never tested their own skill.

Universal love is the standard-sized socket that everyone can plug into. No adapting mechanism required.

Paint right into the darkness. While painting in these conditions the mind shifts gears, engaging the unconscious. Unique 'insights' happen in the dark.

Writing without words? Its not easy, I tell you! I stab the pen into my heart and let the blood flow. No more ink, no more words, no more b.s. Just me.

The exchange of words is a lot like a virtual handshake. Is the writer's grasp of the language strong and bold? Are the words gripping? Direct? Inventive? Sincere?

Interlude with sunshine. Hello monday mein lazy freund.

Religious structure often dilutes the spiritual experience.

hide your feelings, hide you thoughts, hide your self from the world but dont hide you from you cause only you know where you stand & the world's knows nothing

Fear gripped her like hands around the neck, the way it could only happen in an unfamiliar room in the pitch black of night.

I would've had an easier time if my emotions had all pulled me in the same direction, but it wasn't so simple. I'd been blown about like a scrap of paper in the wind.

Mr. President, it is time for you to give me back my country. You can either continue to make fools of the people who elected a tyrant like you or let the country rise phoenix-like from the ashes.

Look to the past and remember no empire rises that sooner or later won't fall.

Fraulein Noether was the most significant creative mathematical genius thus far produced since the higher education of women began.

Perhaps the only institution more puffed-up and self-important than academia is government.

We have issued financial instruments in the past, and there is a strong demand for them, it is simply unnecessary now.