My message is all about peace.
So many of our lessons are learned, it would seem, too late to use on Earth.
I look back with gladness to the day when I found the path to the land of heart's desire, and thank Fate ceaselessly with a loud voice that she did not permit the town to sap all the years away while the heart was turning to wind-voices and flower-faces and the hands of kindly earth.
It is always exciting to open the door and go out into the garden for the first time on any day.
. . . if I wanted to have a happy garden, I must ally myself with my soil; study and help it to the utmost, untiringly. . . . . Always, the soil must come first.
Nature with her wonders blinds and binds one still. There is no escape. I love her utterly through all time and times. All over the world towns to me are prison; green fields are home.
This year, notoriety got confused with fame, and the devil is down hearted because there is nothing left for him to claim.
Broad-based, inclusive growth is what we need in America, not more advantages for people at the very top.
People think Chace is gay, and thought I was gay, that we were humping. It’s not true, but hilarious. People project their fantasies onto people. I’ve never been someone who makes it my objective to go out and pick up chicks. But I’ve met some fantastic ladies here. You know those amazing conversations where you find yourself in a café talking until 2 a. m. and never see them again.
I like to mix the real and the imaginary. Sometimes it is characters inspired by real people I know or know of. Sometimes it is a named person from the common cultural dreamscape. And it is tricky, because they have a lot of associated ideas that come with them, and a lot of actual facts.