May your hand be full for always if only with another hand. May your heart be empty only long enough to give you cause to fill it up again with love. May your soul be lost by you only to be found by God.

Everybody has the answers or they'll make them up for you. Just once I'd like to hear a brand-new question.

Once I thought ideas were exceptions not the rule. That is not so. Ideas are so plentiful that they ride on air. You have only to reach out and snatch one.

The gifts that one receives for giving are so immeasurable that it is almost an injustice to accept them.

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

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

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