Every Word Is A Messenger. Some Have

Who Do You Want To Be In Your One Wild And Precious Life?

For Some Things There Are No Wrong Seasons. Which Is What I Dream Of For Me.

Every Morning I Walk Like This Around The Pond, Thinking: If The Doors Of My Heart Ever Close, I Am As Good As Dead.

Things Take The Time They Take. Don't Worry. How Many Roads Did St. Augustine Follow Before He Became St. Augustine?

A Mind That Is Lively And Inquiring, Compassionate, Curious, Angry, Full Of Music, Full Of Feeling, Is A Mind Full Of Possible Poetry.