Hope Sleeps In Our Bones Like A

I Am A Driven Writer. I Feel Guilty If I Don't Write, Not Self-indulgent If I Do.

We Must Shine With Hope, Stained Glass Windows That Shape Light Into Icons, Glow Like Lanterns Borne Before A Procession. Who Can Bear Hope Back Into The World But Us.

One Trouble: To Be A Professional Anything In The United States Is To Think Of Oneself As An Expert And One's Ideas As Semisacred, And To Treat Others In A Certain Way - Professionally.

Whatever Is Not An Energy Source, Is An Energy Sink.

Burning Dinner Is Not Incompetence But War.