The moon shines like a freshly unwrapped cheese ball at the holidays.”-William Harrison in Truth Insurrected: The Saint Mary Project

Truth is mighty and will prevail.

The lessons of impermanence taught me this: loss constitutes an odd kind of fullness

Wildflowers don't grow haphazardly us we are led to believe. They grow in fantastic patterns which are different to each of us you see.

Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.

I believe that there is a future in anything that one is vitally interested in.

I figure a lot of folks are probably looking to find out if Moses Malone is into that stuff, but the closest I come to drugs is drinking a Coca-Cola. I don't want that cocaine; it's not for me.

I was born in London, so going there is always a treat.

Only you know who you were born to be and you need to be free to be that person.

My scholarly expectation is then that I may succeed in becoming clever in philosophy in spite of my stupidity.

If Not You, Who Else?

Sad songs seem to work for me, but I don't want to be redundant; I want to add a little flavor.