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..

Gretchen shrugged. "After seeing how he acted when she almost died, I'm starting to get why she's with him." Then her voice hardened. "And really, Le….

It was true; always had been. Friendships were like marriages in that way. Routines and patterns were poured early and hardened like cement..

Manners are the happy ways of doing things..

Hardened terrorists are coming here to hit us hard if we don't hit them first..