That's the trouble with loving a wild thing: You're always left watching the door.
Your hands can't catch what your eyes can't see.
Beware of allowing a tactless word, a rebuttal, a rejection to obliterate the whole sky
If I fail it is only because I have too much pride and ambition.
When my neighbor walks the dogs, he performs a ritual act of sacer simplicitas, to use the church Latin: "sacred simplicity. " Walking the dog is in truth a ritual of renewal and revival on an intimate scale - a small rebirth of well-being on a daily basis.
Someday I'm going to go onstage in a dress if I want to.