“Tears from the old me trickle into a clear cup of truth for the new.”

“It’s like I woke up in another country and all the maps in my head have only made me more lost.”

“Something in my mind, like an eye behind my eye, sees angel shapes in shadows of our lamp-lit street. As I feel for the pencil in my pocket, I know it’s the Dad part of me at last seeing glints of the divine, even in the grungy pavement.”

“Love.So simple, so easy; so complicated, so hard.”

“Our lives make ripples.... Not even death can stop them.”

“Desire gives pain to the heart from which springs both hope and worry. Out of suspicion I make mistakes that grow into lasting ills. And from my stubborn delusions come a thousand deceits, which later I accept as damage I’ve done.”

“Whether written in the stars of the pages of a journal, a dream still blossoms from the heart of the person who possesses the pen.”