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.

Extending your hand is extending yourself.

Strangers are just friends waiting to happen

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.

People are not born bastards. They have to work at it.

If I could do it over, I'd do better.

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