...careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...

...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 ...

...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...

...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

It’s a recession when your neighbor loses his job

To experience intimacy in marriage, both partners need to feel safe.

A vigorous mind shut out from outer stimuli finds in this circumstance the time to develop leisurely, finds a freedom from distraction that leads to clear views of life and a proper expression.

In this fast-paced digitally connected world, your competitor is only a WhatsApp message away. Be reachable by every medium possible

Ahesta boro, Mah-e-man, ahesta boro.

. . . it is yours women's to be silent and stay within doors.

It is foolish to wait for your ship to come in unless you have sent one out.

I used to be kind of bitter and jealous as well, but I get it. It's business.

Anyone who has achieved excellence in any form knows that it comes as a result of ceaseless concentration.

Music is the true breath of life. We eat so we won't starve to death. We sing so we can hear ourselves live.