I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.

Promise me this. When you find yourself in need of inspiration, bypass the roses that will clamor aimlessly for attention. And focus on the souls who have actually 'lived' among the thorns.

If you only knew how many sentences I have withheld in hopes that I will be allowed to speak them into your heart one day.

How is it that hearts hold on to memories with the strength of hope and possibilities.

I am often asked what made me the way I am. And my answer is always this: I've always been me. It just took awhile to find me under all the rubble.

How to raise sons who respect women:Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.

If everyone only gave a fraction of the compassion their hearts are capable of giving... how much suffering could we alleviate in this world?

I used to worry about tomorrow, but that was before I survived yesterday. Now it's one breath at a time.

Show me a little bit of your soul under all those pretty words you spill, and I promise you I will drink every last drop.

And I find myself asking again and again.... What was it about such a beautiful man, who was able to leave such ugly scars?

Every word on every page, represents a love that captured this heart... fully, and never set it free.

Become your own soulmate. Then you'll always have someone watching your back, and you'll always have someone who loves you.

I'm blind without my glasses.

I don't belong to anything, nobody's listening to me and I don't have any levers that control my own life.

Like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, the fiercest hatred is silent.

The war we are fighting until victory or the bitter end is in its deepest sense a war between Christ and Marx. Christ: the principle of love. Marx: the principle of hate.

Over time, the federal government should move the nation to a single standard, clean-burning gasoline.

Nuclear weaponry, of course, would be the be-all, end-all of just too many people in too many parts of our planet.

She has her gown nicely in place tonight, doesn't she? Black velvet and sparkles, not a thread left hanging. Clever girl, this city. Even the sky is her friend.

It saves a lot of trouble if, instead of having to earn money and save it, you can just go and borrow it.