You know she's going to leave my broken heart behind her...

A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other... maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.

Tomorrow is no place to place your better days.

The world and the universe are far more wonderful if there's not a puppet master.

I'll lean on you and you lean on me and we'll be okay.

If I go Before I'm old Oh, brother of mine Please don't forget me if I go Bartender, please Fill my glass for me With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free After three days in the ground.

Turns out, not where, but who you're with that really matters.

Because life is short but sweet for certain

The saddest part of the human race is we're obsessed with this idea of 'us and them,' which is really a no-win situation, whether it's racial, cultural, religious or political.

Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping Tom for the mother station

Goodnight moon. Sweet dreams. Smile kindly upon this little blue gum ball of us while we sleep.

Each night, I close my eyes and dream. In the morning, I open my eyes again, but the dreaming doesn't stop.

To confront death every day, to see it for yourself, you have to love the living

There is, in fact, not much point in writing a novel unless you can show the possibility of moral transformation, or an increase in wisdom, operating in your chief character or characters.

Did they look like anyone we know? For example… a cross between Pippi Longstocking and the Wicked Witch of the West would obviously give us Marcie Millar

Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations.

God writes with a pen that never blots, speaks with a tongue that never slips, acts with a hand that never fails

Unless we are willing to encourage our children to reconnect with and appreciate the natural world, we can't expect them to help protect and care for it.

Moses and the crooked snake... that turned into a stuck, that was actually a disintegrator pistol.

We do not have to know how to forgive. All we have to do is be willing to forgive. The Universe will take care of the how.

I guess my writing through time has focused on a number of dimensions that reflect separately on the meaning and social place of the female body.