Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it.

I am not a joiner. Somewhere I once said that people join clubs now for the very reason they once carried them, a need for security. Maybe I'm alone more often than I should be, because I try to find security within myself.

It happens just because we need to want and to be wanted too, when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and listen to the warm.

Unless you call attention to your presence who will know you're there? Even a country has to weave and wave a flag as proof of its existence.

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

Watch the indolent butterfly playing on the tall flower in the yard and think about the sun going down. It always does you know.

I cannot speculate on what our cluttered mind will save- sleepy Sundays, or a nosebleed after love. I know only the dying heart needs the nourishment of memory to live beyond too many winters.