The totally alive, totally conscious, and totally aware Universe takes care of itself completely. It is totally self-reliant and totally self- sufficient. it is perfect.

When I take a break, even just a brief one, the creative energy flows in. Only then do I have anything of value to share with others. Once I recognized this, I stopped feeling guilty about taking time for myself.

In an established love of reading there is a policy of insurance guaranteeing certain happiness till death.

When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.

You don't have to be like anyone else. You just need to learn more about your own creative self and start blooming.

There are few nicer things than sitting up in bed, drinking strong tea, and reading.