"You became lost in the maze of me - forgive me Love, for keeping you close..."

"You don't read to exercise the mind but to take voyages."

"You are my winter suddenness-a glass of red wine spilt across a white tablecloth."

"...bow to genius, but to the authority of that genius - not the display of talent..."

"You listen first with the ears - then, you wait and listen for what your heart feels - then you consider what they've said - then, you reply ..."

"Across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight..."

"If you've got writer's block, you aren't empty - maybe it's just like Twitter - overwhelmed, and loading seems to be taking a while..."

"I put you on the pedestal - made you a saint - dare I blaspheme?..."

"Ambition or contentment? This simple question led me back to a more balanced view of life and put me in touch with the Me I used to know..."

"I am in love with the stars of night - I have made them audible..."

"You disappoint me -I am the worst liar in the world - I can't hide my pain or my need so I make a bouquet of my sorrows and give them to you ..."

"Who would have known the dark eyes staring into mine would become our children's eyes...?"

"Futility is being sorry while doing nothing to remove the cause ..."

"A passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna..."

"Words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ..."

"My early writing was a silent fury - at what or whom, I had no idea - but I shut it in until it burned my bones and now, I've let it out..."

"I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon..."

"With you, I find peace from pain - You are gentle and healing like the landscape-like rain..."

"You found me in my lonely labyrinth and like Beatrice, led me out of my own hell..."

"Neruda was right about all mysterious women - The moon lives in the lining of their skin..."

"My heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away - to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me..."

"Mankind is not a race of noble savages - but primitive monsters hide inside us, elusive as Sasquatch..."

"I've discovered why you fascinate - you keep the mystery and as Carlyle noted, Wonder is the basis of worship..."

"The struggle is not with others, but within us, to do what we are called to do."

"Your window square a yellow kite, and the Moon a white balloon."

"The secret to writing is to get your own pain - shout it out till it hurts your throat - weep it into your pillow - then write it down ..."

"It's always somebody's fault - I blame you for my helpless love - do you think I chose this? Your beauty compelled me..."

"True authority is not based on control - it's based on truth..."

"Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night..."

"I make no apology about stirring the depths - every human longs to swim under water and see what lurks beneath ..."

"I guess you're right - I am a priest - I offer sacrifices - so take this line, I want you to have something of mine..."

"You cannot teach art-you cannot make a soul."

"People demonize certain types of crime - it's a way of distancing ourselves from the monsters..."

"This will be a winter so desolate, only memory can fill the emptiness."

"I'm a modern mountebank - I believe in Physiognomy - after all, we are in control of our face - it's the map of where we've been..."

"Dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field..."

"You won't age? I promise you this - your hands will go shiny and transparent and at the slightest bruise they'll bleed..."

"You've lost perspective? Well, get it back - God alone has the third person point of view in this life ..."

"It's not the stories - it's the pain and the joy and the people who stay with you long after the stories are told ..."

"I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair..."

"You go back to liberate the captives and sadly realize, some want to remain tied down in the cave..."

"You can be talented as a wolf is breathtakingly fierce...silver and gray, like smoke in the trees - but what do you do with terrible beauty?..."

"I love Shakespeare, but sometimes....his images - If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head...."

"Thinking about laughing with 2 yr old Findlay today - Dostoyevsky was right, "The soul is healed by being with children. ..."

"At dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door..."

"I want to live doubly - first with you and then afterwards in memory ..."

"This longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ..."

"God sometimes sends flowers -but I like it best when he darkens the sky and lights up an infinitude of worlds..."

"Good words - that triumphalism of positivity- but life will claw and eat you - chew you over and over - if you carry such a small knife ..."

"When you enter a room, my wound opens, but there is light, always light, when you come in..."