Extending your hand is extending yourself.

No map to help us find the tranquil flat lands, clearings calm, fields without mean fences. Rolling down the other side of life our compass is the sureness of ourselves. Time may make us rugged, ragged round the edges, but know and understand that love is still the safest place to land.

I have never known a cat that couldn't quiet me down just by walking slowly past my chair.

Even when you feel you've reached the end or edge of life, hold on. Life itself will ultimately take care of you.

It's nice sometimes to open up the heart a little and let some hurt come in. It proves you're still alive.

People often say 'I live for my art.' Bullshit! If you are given a talent it's to be used. It's not in the private domain.

The world needs writers. We will always be necessary. There are few professions that can claim that distinction.