Your steady rain of words soaked me to the skin

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...I retreat into my fictional world where everything makes sense - but even there I can't even control what people do...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...

Always let your talent do the talking. Never your tantrums.

Approachable people are “straight-up.” It is comforting to know exactly what to expect when you see them. What you see is what you get!

Society is our extended mind and body.

Aussies are big and empty, just like their country.

Doubt not but angling will prove to be so pleasant that it will prove to be, like virtue, a reward to itself.

The more I learned about the world I thought I knew and all the ones I didn't, the more everything threaded together, leading everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

I think I've been lucky, being my frequent appearances on Court TV have brought to me another level than just the actor guy.

Never put off the work till tomorrow what you can put off today.

Sure, I've often been misrepresented - anyone frequently quoted has this experience.