Grow Wild & Free

After all the late nights pressing words through your pores, the door of your mind is still propped open. There is not one final arrival,...

For what it's worth... it's never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit. Start whenever ...

If your head is in the clouds, let your feet be in the dirt. It's okay to feel your laughter and to also feel your hurt. If they tell you...

I would rather be ashes than dust. I would rather that my spark should burn our in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot...

The Summer Day Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean-- the one wh...

To be, or not to be, that is the question: But is there truly ever any question? Oh, to be in love To be young To be fearless To be unapo...