A person without a philosophy for living is at the tender mercy of other people.

Expressing doubt is how we begin a journey to discover essential truths.

We bring happiness into the world one day at a time by accepting pain and returning understanding and compassion.

Life goes on without regard to our whims. What we make of life is what counts, how we address the challenges in our lives determines our respective levels of personal accomplishment and happiness.

The only recourse for an escape artist from world affairs is to explore their inner sanctum where hopes, dreams, insecurities, and despair collide.

Hope is a form of conscious dream making

Hope is a form of conscious dream making.

A person tied to the world of sorrows can return to nature for inspiration. Nature provides solace to troubled hearts.

Life introduces us to the gentle, cosmic rhythms of an extraneous world. What is objective truth might exceed human capacity to ever fully perceive, comprehend, and explain.

Parents’ transmit their attitude towards education to children via soundless, aphonic messages.

The emotional ingredients that sustain long-term relationships are kindness, thoughtfulness, and compassion.

True vice, my lady, would frighten us all, if it did not wear the mask of virtue. (p.56)

For darkness restores what light cannot repair.

In Christ, my chains are broken.

I felt as though a large knot of flames had been lit in my stomach, making me feel nauseous and excited all at once

There's definitely no hard feelings with WWE. I'm very thankful to them for the opportunity that was given to me.

If Apple's a technology company in the music industry, why can't somebody in the music industry make technology?

I believe strongly that philosophy has nothing to do with specialists.

I was raised by somebody with the perception of trying to allow me the space and show me the importance of knowing who I was and figuring out who I was and appreciating who I was.

On entering a temple we assume all signs of reverence. How much more reverent then should we be before the heavenly bodies, the stars, the very nature of God!

Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd for and would die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair.