“I heard a rapid alternation of notes, a vibrating staccato of an ancient instrument, nearly as old as nature herself, a cricket singing in my garden last night, the first time this year. When turning my garden's soil, I often… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“Placing his snout on the edge of my bed, Boomer pricks up his ears and widens his smiling eyes when I turn my head… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“Passion lights the flame; dedication keeps the flame burning brightly.” — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“Stop, breathe, look around and embrace the miracle of each day, the miracle of life.” — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“Your house has two colors," she said, while looking up at a corner of my ceiling and walls. "Yes," I replied. "Why is that… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“I want to drive to the coast, away from city lights, and breathe in stars....” — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“I dream my poems and write my dreams. We can only write our own dreams, not the dreams of others, for our dreams speak… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“I heard a rapid alternation of notes, a vibrating staccato of an ancient instrument, nearly as old as nature herself, a cricket singing in… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“If I could cut out my beating heart and put it in a box and forget about it, I would. Maybe I would pad… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
“The shortest path to peace is listening to understand, empathy and a willingness to compromise to alleviate suffering.” — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
