...you have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now you've changed the view from my window!...

...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?...

We are all a whole bunch of accidental products.

Righteousness is light

His attentive treatment of her had nothing to do with the presumption that she was weak, and everything to do with the conviction that she was valuable.

I lost my childhood. I didn't play football or video games. Or have birthdays or the love of a family.

There is always a choice, even if the alternatives don't appear to be equal.

In a saturated population life is always cheap.

The American people probably aren't going to fall in love with Mitt Romney.

If a woman's work is never done, she should start earlier.

Was it harder to die, or harder to be the one who survived?

I only form an opinion when I feel that I've done sufficient research and have sufficient access to information.