“At first, all is black and white.Black on white.That's where I'm walking, through pages.These pages.Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they speak of.”

“In recovery, it's all about putting one foot in front of the other. As a writer, it's all about putting one word next to another on a page. ”

“I find I still adore walking. Absurd, obviously, what with it being merely a case of putting one foot in front of the other and so on - but there you are.”

“I like this time of year. The colors of the trees the cool air. I'm walking to the beat, putting one foot in front of the other.”

“I still have enough faith in language to believe that if I place enough words next to each other on the page, they will start to speak with sounds of their own.”

“In the absence of your daily words I still walk tall and strong. One foot in front of the other, my eyes adrift slowly behind them. I have merely walked in circles just trying to hear your voice. I must really miss you .”