What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Only some people get what they want. Those are the people who show up to get it.
A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
I was the kid next door's imaginary friend.
We learn something every day, and lots of times it's that what we learned the day before was wrong.