Love is like a batik created from many emotional colors, it is a fabric whose pattern and brightness may vary.

For the longest time I didn't realize I was creative - I just thought I was strange.

Who you are isn't tied solely to what you say, even though it may feel that way to you now.

The brain is only three pounds of blood, dream, and electricity, and yet from that mortal stew come Beethoven's sonatas. Dizzie Gillespie's jazz. Audrey Hepburn's wish to spend the last month of her life in Somalia, saving children.

The daftest logic brings such sweet unrest.

Though most of us don't hunt, our eyes are still the great monopolists of our senses. To taste or touch your enemy or your food, you have to be unnervingly close to it. To smell or hear it, you can risk being further off. But vision can rush through the fields and up the mountains, travel across time, country, and parsecs of outer space, and collect bushel baskets of information as it goes. Animals that hear high frequencies better than we do

Writing is my form of celebration and prayer.