We were all pawns easily discarded at the whims of monsters, some of whom were younger than me.

Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips.

He was a nobody. Yet and still, he held the gun and therfore all of the power.

VOA no longer felt like a sanctuary but rather a mirage and we were desert wanderers.

It was as if hell itself had taken human form and come up from the abyss.

Love has a certain element of tenderness, which alone pierces through the heart and binds us more intimately than any force in the universe ever can.

When you're a student of poetry, you're lucky if you don't realize how untalented you are until you get a little better. Otherwise, you would just stop.

She is the ocean, gentle, smooth and calm on the surface…I am the fooling diver, braving her deep, dark, dangerous depth…

Without the assistance of eating and drinking, the most sparkling wit would be as heavy as a bad soufflé, and the brightest talent as dull as a looking-glass on a foggy day.

You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn't.

If you believe you're a poet, then you're saved.

The task of the church is to make the invisible Kingdom visible through faithful Christian living and witness-bearing .

Ef you want peace, the thing you've gut to du Is jes' to show you're up to fightin', tu.

Some of the most rewarding times my brothers and I have are when all of us get together, and we can see what we've been building genetically and culturally.

It's like our relationship is always about the other side that isn't the obvious side.