Did You wrap yourself inside the unexpected so we might know that Love would go that far?

In the middle of my little mess, I forget how BIG I'm blessed!

Things aren't always what they seem You're only seeing part of me There's more than you could ever know Behind the scenes.

I don't need my name in lights I'm famous in my Father's eyes Make no mistake He knows my name.

I’m reminded today how unpredictable God can be.

Now there’s a joy inside I can’t contain But even perfect days can end in rain And though it’s pouring down I see You through the clouds Shining on my face.

The greatest universe is not somewhere out there, but inside of yourself.

My body is on fire and he is the oxygen keeping it going.

If technique is of no interest to a writer, I doubt that the writer is an artist.

Like or dislike her, the British Queen is harmless. Her role is purely ceremonial. Conversely, life and death are in the hands of the monarch who sits in 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

I have no words,” he said hoarsely. “And I know exactly what you’re telling me.” Lover Unleashed

Well you can't believe everything you read. After all, by definition, fiction writers lie for a living.

Blushing, palpitations, a bad conscience--this is what you get if you haven't sinned.

Art that imposes conditions - human or otherwise - on the receiver for its appreciation in my eyes constitutes aesthetic fascism.

The human animal needs a freedom seldom mentioned, freedom from intrusion. He needs a little privacy as much as he wants understanding or vitamins or exercise or praise.

It's great to see young players like Kieran coming out and not being intimidated by it. (on Kieran Richardson)