“Our wings were clipped, our restrictions were made, our boundaries were tested but now we are free, aren’t we?
We look above in the sky at the birds and hope to be free. But the birds make their nests in the trees high above, to protect themselves from predators. Free birds must keep looking over their shoulders the same way all of us have to”
Source: Clipped Wings: Hear some stories of survival
“Snow can sometimes fall from a cloudless sky.”
Source: Be My Wolff
“I have looked deep inside myself, trying to detect something that might be there. But just as our consciousness is a maze, so too is our body. Everywhere you turn there’s darkness, and a blind spot. Everywhere you find silent hints, everywhere a surprise is waiting for you.”
Source: What I Talk About When I Talk About Running
“This morning, I see the lead in my glass tumbler. A slim, bright glint, a silverfish. I feel it collecting in my blood, papercutting the lining of my veins.”
Source: A Line Made By Walking
“Kay yawned and rested her forehead against the windowpane, her fingers idly strumming the guitar: the strings sang a hollow, lulling tune, as monotonously soothing as the Southern landscape, smudged in darkness, flowing past the window. An icy winter moon rolled above the train across the night sky like a thin white wheel.”
Source: The Grass Harp, Including A Tree of Night and Other Stories
“It's all about motive. Climbing up and climbing out look the same on the outside.”
“In this world, you are very much like a water hose in the garden. Love flows through you, just as water runs through this hose. Love comes from God, just as water comes from the well. The water doesn’t depend on the hose, just as God doesn’t depend on you. But the water needs the hose to pour on the garden, and the flowers need the water. God needs you to pour his love in the world, and people need his love.”
Source: The Pursuit of Dreams: Claim Your Power, Follow Your Heart, and Fulfill Your Destiny
“They asked me my name,
And I replied I am the rain.”
“It's not only the demons who have the power to break you. It's the small, unexpected kindness, the flame that throws the darkness into relief.”
Source: Resonance
“The morning Mom tells me my skirt is too short, I find the lawn full of dead fledglings.”
Source: Butterflies Behind Glass & Other Stories