Slurping these spirits is soul preparation, a warped communion, myself serving as god, priest, and congregation.
Write them all down. The mistakes and the blessings and the places you cracked in two. Write the prayers and the tantrums. The sacred and the profane. The open roads and the closed doors. Nothing is p...
(n.) Alt. of Memoirs
You're very beautiful, dear', she said, 'what nationality are you, Indian?''No', I smiled, 'I'm Aboriginal.'She looked at me in shock. 'You can't be,' she said.'I am.''Oh, you poor thing,' she said, p...
I was the problem and the solution.
Read a lot, write a lot is the great commandment.
How deluded we sometimes are by the clear notions we get out of books.
The ordinary stories of our ordinary lives have extraordinary gifts coded within them. . .
Indie authors write, design, sell. Like magic, skip one and you make must read vanish.
You have what it takes! Believe! You are the one with the dream. You own it. And you will walk through the open doors. Nothing can stop you.. Risk, even if you make mistakes. So live with faith and ab...
In late 1949, at two and a half years old, I arrived in Jamaica for the first time. I had crossed the Atlantic by air from England. My Jamaican father was studying in London, my European mother was si...
I never want to make screw-you money like the rest of the financial services industry.
The rock I'd seen in my life looked dull because in all ignorance I'd never thought to knock it open. People have cracked ordinary New England pegmatite - big, coarse granite - and laid bare clusters...
I don't need to write a memoir of my life. All you need to do is read one of my books. I'm there.
Don't you think saying goodbye to your child will make your death more painful?""Wouldn't it be great if it did?" I said. Lucy and I both felt that life wasn't about avoiding suffering.
I only had to drop acid once to know that Timothy Leary was right about questioning authority.Motorcycling is like life. There's nothing solid about it. Something not even the asphalt under your tires...
So they all went away from the little log house. The shutters were over the windows, so the little house could not see them go. It stayed there inside the log fence, behind the two big oak trees that...
Remember that you own what happened to you. If your childhood was less than ideal, you may have been raised thinking that if you told the truth about what really went on in your family, a long bony wh...
I write so that my handful of pebbles, cast daily into still waters, will produce a ripple.
In the process of my evolution, I became a victim of domestic war, an emotional casualty for a major portion of my life, entwined, entrapped and emotionally involved, until I learned how to become fre...
A vow is a heavenly created obligation in motion that only ends when fully completed.
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