All of the reasons we decided to part, elude me now.

Promise me this. When you find yourself in need of inspiration, bypass the roses that will clamor aimlessly for attention. And focus on the souls who have actually 'lived' among the thorns.

If you only knew how many sentences I have withheld in hopes that I will be allowed to speak them into your heart one day.

How is it that hearts hold on to memories with the strength of hope and possibilities.

I am often asked what made me the way I am. And my answer is always this: I've always been me. It just took awhile to find me under all the rubble.

How to raise sons who respect women:Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.

If everyone only gave a fraction of the compassion their hearts are capable of giving... how much suffering could we alleviate in this world?

I used to worry about tomorrow, but that was before I survived yesterday. Now it's one breath at a time.

Show me a little bit of your soul under all those pretty words you spill, and I promise you I will drink every last drop.

And I find myself asking again and again.... What was it about such a beautiful man, who was able to leave such ugly scars?

Every word on every page, represents a love that captured this heart... fully, and never set it free.

Those expressions are omitted which cannot with propriety be read aloud in the family.

Faith can move mountains but let them happily fall down on the heads of other people. What's the point in moving mountains when it's so simple to climb over them?

Alexander created cities everywhere he passed: I have left dreams everywhere I have trailed my life.

The night comes stealing o'er me, And clouds are on the sea; While the wavelets rustle before me With a mystical melody.

FEAR IS A REACTION YOU HAVE WHEN YOU’RE GETTING CLOSER TO THE TRUTH

I'm conservative. I was raised conservative, and that's the way I will vote.

As in the experimental sciences, truth cannot be distinguished from error as long as firm principles have not been established through the rigorous observation of facts.

The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.

See with the eyes of love, / Hear with the ears of love / Work with the hands of love, / Think thoughts of love / Feel love in every nerve.

The ocean . . . cold and wild the surf, rushing in to overwhelm the beach, the wind, stinging my cheeks, enveloping me in total freedom.