As spirits roam the neighborhoods at night, Let loose upon the Earth till it be light.

Joy requires one to be awake, Adjusting the heart's ambience to bright. Some prefer the dark, as is their right, On grounds of agony, and to forsake Not only bliss, but all that's blessed by light.

Eight days the light continued on its own: A miracle, they say, but not more so Than ordinary lives of flesh and bone, Consuming wicks burned ashen long ago.

On Hanukkah, the first dark night, Light yourself a candle bright. I'll you, if you will me invite To dance within that gentle light.

...A fuel-less flame is nothing but a wraith, However wrought, if unsustained by passion.

Halloween wraps fear in innocence, as though it were a lightly sour sweet. Let terror, then, be turned into a treat.

On Halloween, witches come true; Wild ghosts escape from dreams. Each monster dances in the park.

Only night can make us whole again.

Angels are quite ample cause to cry.

By day each soul must walk within its shadow. Only night can make us whole again.

Love of life at times requires death

Don't Give Up On Your Dreams, One Day They Will Become Reality And One Day Might Be Today.

Love a girl and she will give you a story to tell, Love a woman and she will give you a novel to pen...

Questioning authority doesn't make you resistant

The afternoon had made them tranquil for a while, as if to give them a deep memory for the long parting the next day promised.

You know what I like to do on a Sunday morning? Clean my house. I really enjoy it; it's my ritual. I require tidiness, actually. I have to have everything spotless before I can relax.

There is no truth without responsibility following in its wake.

Be more interested than interesting.

When novels deal in abstractions, they generally go off the rails.

Making money isn't a bad thing at all - it allows for a lot more freedom.

The answer lies within ourselves. If we can't find peace and happiness there, it's not going to come from the outside.