I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door — or I’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
She wanted to be alone, but not lonely. That was very different; that was something that ached and hurt dreadfully right inside one.
Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.
My mouth is a fire escape.
The words coming out
don’t care that they are naked.
There is something burning in there.