If chained is where you have been, your ams will always bear marks of the shackles. What you have to lose is your story, your own slant. You'll look at the scars on your arms and see mere ugliness, or...
Converstations with a mother of five are education in patience.
When the public nerve is aroused, the most impressive capacity of man is his skill for lying.
What a rich wisdom it would be, and how much more bountiful a harvest, to gain pleasure not from achieving personal perfection but from understanding the inevitability of imperfection and pardoning th...
The longer I think about a food industry organized around an animal that cannot reproduce itself without technical assistance, the more I mistrust it. Poultry, a significant part of the modern diet, i...
The last generations's worst fears become the next one's B-grade entertainment.
Sometimes history cleaves and for one helpless moment stands still like the pause when the ax splits a log and the two halves rest on end waiting to fall.
Love changes everything. I never suspected it would be so. Requited love, I should say ...
King Billy nectaring on the harbinger.
It is in his absence I prosper.
Her every possession was either unbreakable, or broken.
Every family's its own trip to China.
Culture is a slingshot moved by the force of its past
All the noise in my brain. I clamp it to the page so it will be still.
Your own family resemblances are a frustrating code, most easily read by those who know you least.
The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.
The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. The most you can do is live inside that hope, running down its hallways, touching the walls on both sides.
Without shelter, we stand in daylight.
Today was the day. Every day was the day.
To stomp about the world ignoring cultural differences is arrogant, to be sure, but perhaps there is another kind of arrogance in the presumption that we may ever really build a faultless bridge from...