We lavender folk spray up, spontaneously flowering in the color we had learned as an identifying mark of our culture when it was subterranean and secret.

What you will do matters. All you need is to do it.

Woman is as common as a loaf of bread, and like a loaf of bread, will rise.

We cannot live in the past, nor can we re-create it. Yet as we unravel the past, the future also unfolds before us, as though they are mirrors without which neither can be seen or happen.

Everyone wants Love to follow them / down their road; / where is it that Love wants to go?

Those who believe they are ugly / objectify the rest of us.

The walls of the closet are guarded by the dogs of terror, and the inside of the closet is a house of mirrors.

From my mother, a rock, / I have learned that rocks give / most of all.

Render unto God the things that are God’s

Old loves are dropped when new ones come

Insecurity of the spirit demands completeness elsewhere.

In the future, all robots will act like Don Knotts.

I'm really lucky because my mom is a good beauty muse.

This is an age in which one cannot find common sense without a search warrant.

When the fun goes out of getting dressed, you might as well be dead.

If by how you dress, you are saying to guys, "Hey, look at my body," why would a guy want to get to know you?

The greatest enemy of ordinary daily goodness and joy is not imperfection, but the demand for some supposed perfection or order.

I am very happy Because I have conquered myself And not the world. I am very happy Because I have loved the world And not myself.