I was blessed with a gift. It's a gift and a curse. It never ends

He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand, his gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand.

I wish I had more time to sit down and be a little bit more normal.

Storybook endings never appear. They're just 'someone's' way of leading us here.

Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight. Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright. Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light

You're successful if you can get one person to pick it up and put it on the turntable and go, Wow, thanks for writing that!

Life isn't all that sad. I'm a happy person.