Those who suffer in silence will never learn of the grease that cured their friend’s squeaky wheel.
The usher pulls the door shut and I am in the sanctuary. Let the demons howl without.
Many have been willing to take a bullet to fight tyranny or terrorism, or racism.
Those taking most of the bullets for gun rights never signed up for it.
If you wonder whether you’re a good poet or a bad one, open a big anthology and if you can find a poem worse than your own, then you’re a relatively good poet.
When we paint our neighbor black, we get some on ourselves and it's the devil to get it out.
My repair shop has a big sign over the door: “All Equipment Will Eventually Need Repair.”
And a little sign on the door: “Closed for Siesta”
Even a humble house is a mini-cathedral, with transept and apse, altar and choir...and confessional.
If we take sex out of the equation, X must be a recluse.
For a happy life we must realize we can’t please everyone, especially not ourselves.
Life is like riding on the cow catcher of a speeding train over a high bridge that gets ricketier by the mile.
Once again a field trip into the vicissitudes of your heart and mind. But, seriously? life as acow catcher of a fast train on a high, rickety, bridge? Should we be worried?
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