This is the time to begin, not to begin to compare each person I meet with you.

With her or him, talk your truth quitely; peacefully. Anger is a curved blade. You push it out, and you only ever hurt yourself.

Poetry. The art of putting in a nutshell the reaction to a bombshell.

Just before love we see the moon. When love arrives, out comes the sun. When love departs, here comes the bar.

Ive got a mountain of the things I don't want stockpiled in my backyard; as for the things I do want, I hold my hands out and notice that the're empty.

Before love, the moon; during love, the sun; after love, alcohol.