Seems like nothing ever brings you back to reality that makes you want to stay there.

We all know the part of us that needs to be harnessed. It takes someone else to know the part of us that needs to be set free.

On the sixth day, God created the artist, realizing no doubt that He had far from exhausted the uses of color.

If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded.

I nod to a passing stranger, and the stranger nods back, and two human beings go off, feeling a little less anonymous.

Sometimes the shortest distance between two points is a winding path walked arm in arm.

Nowadays you envy a manic-depressive. Half the time he's happy, the other half he's right.