Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket.

We are happy when for everything inside us there is a corresponding something outside us.

William Butler Yeats

Behind every great man is a man greater, his father.

Habeeb Akande

Women Are Not RosesWomen have no beginningonly continualflows.Though rivers flowwomen are notrivers.Women are notrosesthey are not oceansor stars.i would like to tellher this buti think shealready knows.

Ana Castillo

I want to come across as a positive person.

Greta Scacchi

Doesn't the expansiveness of this make you think of the good Lord? Except we know the ocean ends while He goes on forever.

Mindy Starns Clark

God never gives you more than you can handle. It's your choice on how you deal with what he gives you. You can either grow from it, or you can lie down and give up.

Kendra Sedgwick

do you know why Satan is so angry all the time?, Because whenever he works a particularly clever bit of mischief God uses it to serve his own Rigteous purposes. So God uses wicked people as his tools? God gives us the freedom to to do great evil, if we choose, Then He uses his own freedom to create goodness out of that evil, for that is what He chooses. So, in the long run, God always wins? Yes, in the short run though it Can be uncomfortable.

Orson Scott Card

Clowns wear a face that's painted intentionally on them so they appear to be happy or sad. What kind of mask are you wearing today?

Source Unknown

I'd say that after my father passed my writing changed, it went deeper. Most would say 'matured' but I don't think I'd use that word in relation to my progress. I think 'change' is a little more accurate.

Rick Springfield

Life must be filled up, and the man who is not capable of intellectual pleasures must content himself with such as his senses can afford.

Samuel Johnson

Leonard asks me if there's anything I need to know before he dies, I think about it for a minute, turn to him, say what's the meaning of life, Leonard? He laughs, says that's an easy one, my son, it's whatever you want it to be.

James Frey

Perhaps there is a degree of perception at which what is real and what is imagines are one: a state of clairvoyant observation, accessible or possibly accessible to the poet or, say, the acutest poet.

Wallace Stevens, Adagia