No day in all my life had ever been as cruel as this one..

I love a good Dorothy L. Sayers..

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..

I always remind my kids, "I'm your parent, but I'm a human being, too, so I may not be perfect.".

I may not be perfect, but parts of me are excellent..

For now, I just want things all safe and familiar. My life may not be perfect, but it is what I have known..

Life may not be perfect, at least it offered moments that were perfect enough..