When things were very bad his soul just crawled behind his heart and curled up and went to sleep

In a world so rife with vulgarity, with brutality and violence, love exists. I’m grateful to know that it exists.

I am always talking about the human condition and about American society in particular: what it is like to be human, what makes us weep, what makes us fall and stumble and somehow rise and go on from darkness into darkness and that darkness carpeted.

Still, when it looked like the sun wasn't going to shine anymore, God put a rainbow in the clouds.

I believe in living a poetic life, an art full life. Everything we do from the way we raise our children to the way we welcome our friends is part of a large canvas we are creating.

To those who are given much, much is expected.

All of childhood's unanswered questions must finally be passed back to the town and answered there. Heroes and bogey men, values and dislikes, are first encountered and labeled in that early environment. In later years they change faces, places and maybe races, tactics, intensities and goals, but beneath those penetrable masks they wear forever the stocking-capped faces of childhood.