But once in a great while he remembered that he had felt pain, a terrible ache in his heart, and he swore he would never let himself feel love for a human again.

For Drake is no longer in his hammock, children, nor is Arthur somewhere sleeping, and you may not lie idly expecting the second coming of anybody now, because the world is yours and it is up to you.

Engage, Enlighten, Encourage and especially...just be yourself! Social media is a community effort, everyone is an asset.

Whatever happens, believe that the journey is worth taking, and then you will reach its end.

In the end, all it takes is one small action, by one person. One at a time.

The future cannot blame the present, just as the present cannot blame the past. The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world.

So the shortest day came, and the year died, / And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world / Came people singing, dancing, / To drive the dark away.

Tonight will be bad, and tomorrow will be beyond imagining.

Poets find truth by writing about what they love.

Too many!' James shouted, and slammed the door behind him.

The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world.

If you want to be sure of unusual thing such as aliens or UFOs, then you have to think about it from an unusual way of thinking.

I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.

I'm a hundred-and-one years old and at my age, honey, I can say what I want!

I'm like the Fugitive, running from the one-armed indie-rock community!

There is no peace more wonderful than the peace we enjoy when faith shows us God in all created things.

Growing up in Hollywood it seemed like every kid was the child of some star.

To me, growing into spiritual maturity is becoming less self-conscious and more God-conscious.

Growing up is not being so dead-set on making everybody happy.

For once, you're going to hear something that doesn't fit into your neat, compartmentalized world of order and logic and reason.

God cannot be solemn, or he would not have blessed man with the incalculable gift of laughter.