I can be a very valuable friend to you, but you do not want me as an enemy.

If clouds are blocking the sun, there will always be a silver lining that reminds me to keep on trying.

You're different. And I'm different too. Different is good. But different is hard. Believe me, I know.

You need to make time for family no matter what happens in your life.

Let me tell ya. You gotta pay attention to signs. When life reaches out with a moment like this it's a sin if you don't reach back... I'm telling you.

The problem with the stigma around mental health is really about the stories that we tell ourselves as a society. What is normal? That's just a story that we tell ourselves.

Tiffany and I are great friends, and I appreciate all that she is doing for me now. But she is not you. I still love you, Nikki. And you can’t control or alter true love.

Fly! There's a lot of sky out there for brave birds.

I opened up to you and you judge me

Life is not a PG feel-good movie. Real life often ends badly.

Life is not a PG feel-good movie. Real life often ends badly. Literature tries to document this reality, while showing us it is still possible for us to endure nobly.

He has done things that caused me to doubt His wisdom, but never His existence.

Simplicity is a bliss that makes one comprehend.

Possession and loving are concepts that damn each other.

I was watching TV and saw people with masks, weapons, and grenades. I thought, Is that really possible? Could we be here yet again? And go into civil war one more time?

We owe a lot to Thomas Edison - if it wasn't for him, we'd be watching television by candlelight.

Destroy my desires, eradicate my ideals, show me something better, and I will follow you.

I played because I loved it. It was incredible when they told me they were going to sign me and they were going to give me money.

We seek neither convenience nor ease, but to live at the edge of possibility.

People always told me photos have been done. My feeling was, these people are wrong.

When love brings so much joy, why must it bring so much pain?