Maybe there really isn't any such thing as mortality; life simply wears us out with love.

A life without friends means death without company. (Adiskidegabeko bizita, auzogabeko heriotza.) —BASQUE PROVERB

He mulled that over. "Sheriff Connally woulda let us shoot 'em." I reached over and took his coffee away from him. "Yep. Lucian probably would have done the job himself, but we're living in more enlightened times." I drained his cup and handed it back with a smile. "Ain't it grand?

I approach poetry and spirituality like literary nitroglycerin -- a little can do a lot and you better damn well be careful with it.

We've never done a coordinated music effort. Everything else we've done has been around a holiday - Halloween, Mardi Gras, half way to Mardi Gras, St. Patrick's Day.

Revolution is the industry of young men.

It was the second time that day that I stood looking at a space where a large thing wasn't where it was supposed to be.