Anger Is Its Own Excuse And Its

Perhaps The Most Important Thing We Can Ever Do In Our Lives Is Find A Way To Keep The Wild-both The Wild Inside And The Wild Outside Us-and Tap Into It.

Didn't I Say I'd Always Be Your Same Stars? If You Get To Missing Me, Just Look Up.

Laughter Nibbled At My Lips Like Tiny Fish In Warm Water.

Life Can Only Be Kept By Giving It Away. But Then It Will Bloom.

Walter Loves The Sea, And I Need It In Some Elemental Way That I Cannot Even Come Close To Verbalizing. I Become Dim And Shriveled Somehow At My Very Core If I Am Away From The Sea Too Long. When I Return To It I Seem To Fill Up And Overflow With It, Soaking In The Vast, Sighing Wetness Of It Like A Parched Vine In A Long, Soft Spring Rain.