...cities are murky places - hatching grounds for monsters...

...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?...

Sometimes success is simply being willing to give it your all.

They were all on his side. Hi boat sank.

A psycho murderer who lubed. How considerate.

He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty and he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.

After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'I want to see the manager.'

Sacrificers are not the ones to pity. The ones to pity are those they sacrifice.

I have patience in all things - as far as the antechamber.

Envision possibility. Don't worry who else believes in it; the universe is only looking for instructions from you.

My feeling toward the animal is that he is our younger brother, and that we are our brothers keeper.

As a scholarly discipline, economics has always suffered from physics envy.