"In an age when nations and individuals routinely exchange murder for murder, when the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness without the r
The American Poet Who Went Home Again (2009)
A two-year-old is kind of like having a blender, but you don't have a top for it.
Cleanliness becomes more important when godliness is unlikely.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
I don't have to look up my family tree, because I know that I'm the sap.
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
I used to jog but the ice cubes kept falling out of my glass.
I've never been married, but I tell people I'm divorced so they won't think something's wrong with me.
My fake plants died because I did not pretend to water them.
Originality is the fine art of remembering what you hear but forgetting where you heard it.