Life Loves The Liver Of It. You

All Great Artists Draw From The Same Resource: The Human Heart, Which Tells Us That We Are All More Alike Than We Are Unalike.

When We Come To It We Must Confess That We Are The Possible We Are The Miraculous, The True Wonders Of This World, That Is When, And Only When We Come To It

Poetry Helps My Soul Escape Its Encasement.

Making A Decision To Write Was A Lot Like Deciding To Jump Into A Frozen Lake.

My Mother Is So Full Of Joy And Life. I Am Her Child. And That Is Better Than Being The Child Of Anyone Else In The World.