i was glancing over some poetry and stuff last night and happened upon two completely unrelated quotes from different books. each quietly spoke to me from deep within. what can i say? i'm a lover of words :-)
we were not born all at once, but by bits. the body first, and then the spirit later.
i feel more alive when i'm writing than i do at any other time, except when i'm making love.
love for a great day!