the mind is a treasuretrove, an almanac, a tomb.

you saywe were nevermeant for this vowed life, golden bands of only us, and deathdo us part. you say love like it's held in quotation marks, that this union soured before it started.

I wonder what freezesthe flurry of hurt on her cold-flushed cheeks, if his touch isa salve or the shattering.

absencelooks like a lake bed flooded with skysounds like cotton howlingtastes like tear-stained pillowssmells like churning bile and burnt hairfeels like screaming agony, my heart dying and dying

God, is there no faith left?He has not told. I would not know Him if I saw Him.

we have forgotten what night tastes like, salted by full moon silver rupturingthe dark. we have forgotten how the skin sings when the lunar fervor unfurls across its follicles.

I am at the gates of my own destruction.(Or so I'm told.)

The standard business model for corporations is to lie, confuse and deny anything that may threaten their profitability.

Be kind to yourself, so you can be happy enough to be kind to the world.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel. A finished manuscript is AWESOME! So go, go, go! *waves pompoms*

I'm not a princess but Ryan is a knight, he just belongs to someone else.

Stress happens when your mind resists what is...The only problem in your life is your mind's resistance to life as it unfolds.

Reality always outstrips fiction. Whatever you make up, something more incredible always pops up in real life.

In my experience most mathematicians are intellectually lazy.

Orthodoxy is the ability to say two and two make five when faith requires it.

If everybody, every day, would try to do one thing that pulls them beyond themselves the world will start being a better place.

I hate diets and I love eating.