Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..

I never have anything to talk about..

What God originates, God orchestrates..

I like my work to stand on its own as much as possible..

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.

Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..

Your bones are for life. Look after them and they will carry you far..

Shame weighs a lot more than flesh and bone..

Good historians, I suspect, whether they think about it or not, have the future in their bones. Besides the question: Why? the historian also asks th….

In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone..

Some folklorists just collected dead bones from one graveyard, only to bury them in another, their library..

My bones are tired from all the tragedy in me..

One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely diffe….

She led the way. Eyeless sockets of the dead seemed to stare at them as they passed. "These are cool," Dan decided. "Maybe I could-" "No, Dan," Amy s….

Beauty is but skin deep, ugly to the bone. And when beauty fades away, ugly claims its own..

You are enough, which I believe is critical for any human being to get in their bones..

Bones heal, pain is temporary, and chicks dig scars.

I originally worked as an archaeologist in North Carolina, and when bones were found police would take them out to the bones lady at the university, ….

Flesh forgets. Bone remembers..

The bone-breaking thing is something that I put in many narratives..