A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.

The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

There is no beauty without some strangeness

All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.

The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.

And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.

I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.

They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

The past is a kind of future that has already happened.

God is on the side of virtue; for whoever dreads punishment suffers it, and whoever deserves it, dreads it .

If I go back to the beginning, I could start it over again. I could go line by line; try and find a shorter way. I could try to make it... better.

But I was also doing odd jobs around Portland, like spreading gravel and transplanting bamboo trees.

I have often argued that a poet more than thirty years old is simply an overgrown child. I begin to suspect that there may be some truth in it.

One of the marvelous things about community is that it enables us to welcome and help people in a way we couldn't as individuals.

When you have 8,000 veterans a year committing suicide, then you have a serious problem.

Living the abundant life is different than knowing about it. It's time to begin practicing the life we were made for.

Rain is my lover, my apple strudel. / It haunts my heels like a pedigreed poodle. / Beyond the seas or across the nation, / It follows me faithful on every vacation.

We find real joy when we keep the Savior the focus of the season.