It Can't Be Dead. It Was Alive

...but It Doesn't Feel Crazy To Us. It Feels Like What We Do.

Man Needs Bread And Hyacinths: One To Feed The Body, And One To Feed The Soul.

It Wasn't That I Was Stupid ... It Was Just That There Didn't Seem To Be A Lot To Say That Someone Wasn't Already Saying.

Don’t Be In Too Much Of A Rush To Be Published. There Is Enormous Value In Listening And Reading And Writing—and Then Putting Your Words Away For Weeks Or Months–and Then Returning To Your Work To Polish It Some More.

So Much Depends Upon A Blue Car Splattered With Mud Speeding Down The Road.