your moods and colors are my climate, not the changing face of the sky

...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...

It is hard for me to believe that any husband and wife are really happy together. And to have thee say you are is an unspeakable comfort.

The leaders in Washington have got to come together in a bipartisan way and do the right thing for the people who are being left behind. We cannot have an America that is only based on the wealthy.

When you say that I have followers, let me assure you that I do not want followers, nor would I ever encourage the idea of following.

I have three best friends in this world. What's surprising is that they also happen to be your (audience) three best friends. They are Bachpan (childhood), Jawani (Youth) and Budhapa (old age).

On the football field I keep my emotions tied up inside. But when I'm with family, I let them out.

I never met a bitter person who was thankful. Or a thankful person who was bitter.

If you look at the gospel, it just doesn't break things apart. The gospel brings things together. One of the great demonstration of the gospel's power is reconciliation.

To perceive the aura of an object we look at means to invest it with the ability to look at us in return.

Give your dreams all you've got, and you'll be amazed at the energy that comes out of you.