loneliness has its own needs!

safety and love are both illusions!

early is on time, on time is late, and late is unacceptable!

For some of us love comes into the room, kicks her shoes off, finds the most comfortable sofa, and lies down, rests, has no intention of going anywhere. For others love walks in smoking a cigarette, checking her watch every two seconds, jittery, with one hand on the doorknob, heart rate up, always in sprinter’s position, ready to run.

Its impossible to explain creativity. It's like asking a bird, 'How do you fly?' You just do.

Once desire was turned on, combustion gave it a life of its own. Once it was turned on it became a raging wildfire, uncontrollable and uncontainable, the type of conflagration that had to be allowed to burn itself out.

I wish I had met you first. Before we met them.