Life Loves The Liver Of It. You

Love Liberates. It Doesn't Just Hold - That's Ego. Love Liberates. It Doesn't Bind.

Of Course, There Are Those Critics - New York Critics As A Rule - Who Say, 'well, Maya Angelou Has A New Book Out And Of Course It's Good But Then She's A Natural Writer.' Those Are The Ones I Want To Grab By The Throat And Wrestle To The Floor Because It Takes Me Forever To Get It To Sing. I Work At The Language.

I'm Convinced Of This: Good Done Anywhere Is Good Done Everywhere.

The Thorn From The Bush One Has Planted, Nourished And Pruned Pricks More Deeply And Draws More Blood.

Whining Is Just Unbecoming.