And it was the kind of thing that loses the most important nuances when reduced to words. He had never told anyone about it, and he probably never would.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

God is even in a single parent household.

Spiritual relationship is far more precious than physical. Physical relationship divorced from spiritual is body without soul.

I've been profoundly germophobic since I was a young child. I don't want to kiss anyone but my girlfriend for my whole life.

We want to achieve a stable, peaceful world with less conflict and more common ground.

It's choice that makes us human.

This is what I love about the Kimberley... wild gorges, fresh water and there's always a chance of a barra taking your lure.

The broader the topic, the easier it is, not only to fill a book, but to set the bar pretty high for really great stuff.

He is hailed a conqueror of conquerors. [Lat., Victor victorum cluet.]

Satan could make an "A" in my Systematic Theology course. He knows the information and knows that the information is true.

I can't help but be a little more gun-shy and wary about people.