We reveal ourselves in the metaphors we choose for depicting the cosmos in miniature.

She kissed his chest. "Thanks for letting me into your heart." He tucked her hair behind her ear. "You walked in like you had a key.

There are many monsters, oh, many!

So few people read poetry. That's sad, isn't it?

I think volunteerism in America generally is what makes America so special.

Behind our unremarkable front door waits the little world of our making - our home.

You cannot change reality, but you can control the manner in which you look at things. Your attitude is under your own control. Weed out the negative and focus on the positive!

Your first thought is often the best one. You know, the one that felt too weird or silly or stupid. Trust your imagination - it knows what it's doing.

Let optimists rule the world.

Bid me to live, and I will liveThy Protestant to be,Or bid me love, and I will giveA loving heart to thee.

I'm an average citizen and always have been.