Come, my love, we have oceans to sail.

Your library teacher would say, "What happens to a generation that doesn't read the Classics?" Me, I'm not your library teacher. But I have some of the same questions and concerns, you know?

The wind is the moon's imagination wandering.

I think everything has its place. So if the ideas or the fluidity isn't coming in writing, maybe it's related to ingestions.

I feel that people need to be jolted out of their comfort zones.

There is nothing more negligent than attempting to address a problem one finds on a branch than by censoring the leaves.

I hear the weed is really strong in California.