My Goal In Life Is To Unite

You Don't Have To Deserve Your Mother's Love. You Have To Deserve Your Father's.

Writing Free Verse Is Like Playing Tennis With The Net Down.

If The Day Ever Comes When They Know Who They Are, They May Know Better Where They Are.

I'd Like To Go By Climbing A Birch Tree~ And Climb Black Branches Up A Snow-white Trunk Toward Heaven, Till The Tree Could Bear No More, But Dipped Its Top And Set Me Down Again. That Would Be Good Both Going And Coming Back. One Could Do Worse Than Be A Swinger Of Birches.

Nature's Never Quite Sure She Hasn't Erred In Her Vague Design.