“God is my supermanI tug on his cape:”

“As the sun sinksIt casts that silver bridgeAcross the lake”

“Your words on the screen are my color palette I dip my brush into your words and paint youOn the sky, on the ceiling, on the snow; on the tabletOf things eternal : love truth beauty happiness”

“Life is the night skyAll the dots of stars are happiness”

“May your union be filled with loveAnnealed by passion Built on a strong foundation And tempered by time”

“Your kiss swallows meAnd engulfs my very soul”

“Stories are "how we organize the chaos of experience into the order we require just a carry-on." Joan Gideon”

“Time after time during the next six months, he would put me together again.”

“There are mornings when, from the first ray of light seized upon by the eye, and the first simple sounds that get inside the head, the heart is convinced that it is existing in rhythm to a kind of ...”

“The best music I have ever heard is the sound of my daughters giggling.”

“... He spoke in the deep tenderness of one about to leave his treasure amid perils and foes, where his remembered words would be the only aid he could bequeath to guide her.”

“Her laughter was my favorite symphony.”

“Dementia was like a truth serum.”

“When a fine old carpet is eaten by mice, the colors and patterns of what's left behind do not change,' wrote my neighbor and friend, the poet Jane Hirschfield, after she visited an old friend suffe...”

“Psychologist: "This, ah, is a new sort of, ah, psychopathology that we're only now beginning to, ah, understand. These, ah, super-serial killers have no, ah, 'type' but, ah, rather consider everyon...”