Two continuing favorites...
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
--Derek Wolcott
Who says it's so easy to save a life?
In the middle of an interview for
the job you might get you see
the cat from the window of the
seventeenth floor just as he's crossing the street
against traffic, just as
you're answering a question about your
worst character flaw and lying
that you are too careful. What if you keep seeing
the cat at every
moment you are unable to save him?
Failure is more like this than like
duels and marathons. Everything can be saved,
and bad timing prevents it.
--Sarah Manguso
It is 9:09 am, and I am in my office. All alone here. I have a cup of Seattle's Best, but it ain't enough. 
I will make a presentation at the 
