My Mother Was My First Jealous Lover.

Beware Of People Carrying Ideas. Beware Of Ideas Carrying People.

To Have A Crisis, And Act Upon It, Is One Thing. To Dwell In Perpetual Crisis Is Another.

Food Is My Drug Of Choice.

Sometimes I Think That Just Not Thinking Of Oneself Is A Form Of Prayer. . .

There Are Places One Comes Home To That One Has Never Been To.