One Saturday morning walking to the farmers' market with my lover she tells me she needs to look like a man on the street. She hates binding her breasts. Hates having breasts, hates not passing. I pre...

What are your chief vices? And virtues? I have no vices. The concept doesn't exist in my vocabulary. My chief virtue is gratitude

I find talking difficult as my brain goes much faster than I can say the words. So most of the time my sentences are all jumbled up. That's why I have a collection of phrases I've stored and mostly ju...

Our covetousness for miracles and wonders leads into self-deception

Even when you think you have your life all mapped out, things happen that shape your destiny in ways you might never even have imagined. The coincidences or little miracles that happen every day of yo...

Life punishes those who have things in abundance by making them worry about petty things like: what to wear, or, which car to drive.

There are many things of which a wise man might wish to be ignorant

i heard someone tried the monkeys-on-typewriters bit trying for the plays of W. Shakespeare, but all they got was the collected works of Francis Bacon.

Wherever there are wild animals in the world, there is always an opportunity for caring, compassion and kindness.

What you see as not neededWill return until you see that it needs to be.What you accept as neededNeeds not to remain unless you enjoy it to be.

The only way anyone can hope to live after death is if he leaves something that posterity can remember him for.

The term 'person' has been coined to signify that a man cannot be wholly contained within the concept 'individual member of the species', but that there is something more to him, a particular richness...

Somewhere in the city, an orange cat finished chewing on a marjoram plant next to his studio apartment's door and leapt purring onto the shoulder of his owner, home early from work. Somewhere in the c...

when true purpose calls, double mindedness, confusion and frustration come along.

If you keep your eyes so fixed on heaven that you never look at the earth, you will stumble into hell.

Keep burning the flame of discontent within you until you get the joy of satisfaction.

If you want a happy ending, it just depends on where you close the book!

What is this thing? trading passions for a tiny bit of acceptance.

You can take the Muslim out of the Caliphate, but you can't take the Caliphate out of the Muslim.

Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.