I’m fighting my way into existence, and I will keep doing so until the end of time.

Do you wait for things to happen, or do you make them happen yourself? I believe in writing your own story.

I haven’t been very impressed lately.By people, or places, or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

I am not a broken heart. I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.

You were the hardest year of my life and I’ve never been so happy. What does that say about me?

Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.

Throwing yourself into the purse of a dream is the biggest adventure you can take on.

You can start anew at any given moment. Life is just the passage of time and it’s up to you to pass it as you please.

Fear is the thing that makes the heart grow.

I just want to be someone, to mean something to anyone…

Your mind has a flood of questions.There is but one teacherWho can answer them.Who is that teacher?Your silence-loving heart.

A body is a body, but only voices are capable of love

So many people can now write competent stories that the short story is in danger of dying of competence.

Most people do not pray they only beg.

Men are like fine wines - the older they get, the better they get.

Christianity must mean everything to us before it can mean anything to others.

The medical establishment has become the major threat to health.

An author who enjoys writing may sometimes please other people by accident, but he can never pass on to any one else the zestful thrill he feels himself.

Peace is the harvest of love as war is the fruit of hate.

A frozen river is not a dry one, it's just a still river on the surface but is still moving, and so am my winter writing.