God is a lot of things to a lot of people but I don’t think he is a cheap party host with limited grace to give out.

Remember: whatever is burrowed deep in one hungry soul is bound to be tethered to the hearts of many, many more.

Because you deserve dignity, beyond anything else in this world. You deserve a God, and a faith, and a belief that finds you dignified at the core.

They were the kind of words you read back and every lettered limb surprises you because you never knew you really felt those things the whole time.

Maybe we’re all a how are you away from not feeling so alone in all of this today.

I believe now that we’re the enemy to the things we really want for our lives. We get really good at telling ourselves ugly lies on repeat every day. You’re unworthy. You’re ugly. You’re inadequate.

Fear and failure, they go hand in hand. They’re like dance partners with great rhythm.

God is a lot of things to a lot of people but I don't think He is a cheap party host with limited grace to give out.

I had to take the first step for myself.

That’s why I wanted to be a writer - because someone I loved told me I could be one.

She didn't know if it was God. She wasn't really sure what to call it. She just knew she believe in unconditional love. And that was really all that mattered.

Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen.

I think most people are afraid to love because they want the freedom to suffer alone.

Lovely as the morning

A lot of the questions that anyone would naturally have about their family, you'll get much of the answers for, or at least hints to where it will go, in the future.

My great grandma, she's in her 80s, so she tells me a lot about the things she's seen. I learn a lot from her.

I always wanted to be an actor.

If the grass is greener in the other fellow's yard- let him worry about cutting it.

I remember, particularly, a trip to Bosnia where the welcoming ceremony had to be moved inside because of sniper fire.

As my exciting story began I was being punched in the stomach.

I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapor of a dungeon than keep a corner in the thing I love for others uses.