I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery.

Shame is always easier to handle if you have someone to share it with.

Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush".

The question is not, could Utah compete week in and week out in the ACC, SEC, Big Ten, whatever, .. The question is, in a one- game setting, can Utah compete, can Utah get the market share, sell the tickets of one of those more familiar institutions. Nobody knows that answer.

At night, lying on your back and staring at the falling snow, it's easy to imagine oneself soaring through the stars.

I was grateful for cereal --- the only food that my tummy, riddled by pangs of infatuation, could handle.

I love the sea because it is boundless.