I'll tell you what pressure is. Pressure is a Messerschmitt up your arse. Playing cricket is not.
Keith MillerThe way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.
Keith MillerMemories must enter the bloodstream, must churn awhile through the heart's mill, must be crushed and polished, be nearly forgotten or cling like burs to other stories before they spill forth in purple patterns, shapes of small bones and worm rot, shapes of clouds and the spaces between leaves.
Keith Miller