Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can look out of the window and see the blue sky - or the answer is wrong and you have to start over and try again and see how it comes out this time.

Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.

POETRY: A sliver of the moon lost in the belly of a golden frog.

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.

Often I look back and see that I had been many kinds of a fool-and that I had been happy in being this or that kind of fool.

The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.

Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the boulder.