I Believe In Dancing.

So You Drive As Far As You Can, Even When You Can Clearly Read The Sign. You Want To Think You Are Exempt, That It Doesn’t Apply To You. But It Does. Life Is Still A Dead End. And We Still Have A Hard Time Believing It

When My Neighbor Walks The Dogs, He Performs A Ritual Act Of Sacer Simplicitas, To Use The Church Latin: "sacred Simplicity." Walking The Dog Is In Truth A Ritual Of Renewal And Revival On An Intimate Scale - A Small Rebirth Of Well-being On A Daily Basis.

Share Everything. Don't Take Things That Aren't Yours. Put Things Back Where You Found Them.

Why Is Love Easy? I Don’t Know. And The Raccoons Don’t Say.

One Of The Very Few Reasons I Had Any Respect For My Mother When I Was Thirteen Was Because She Would Reach Into The Sink With Her Bare Hands - Bare Hands - And Pick Up That Lethal Gunk And Drop It Into The Garbage. To Top That, I Saw Her Reach Into The Wet Garbage Bag And Fish Around In There Looking For A Lost Teaspoon. Bare Hands - A Kind Of Mad Courage.