I'm justthe reason they married.Mum saysI was a surprise.Dad saysI was an accident.Truth is ...I am their mistake.

One more year and I will be closer to wherever I'm going.

I'm all alone, fuming at myself, waving a great flagof failure.

Stella scribbledin thick black textaacross half the pagesof my best storybook, filled with people who venturedwhere their hearts took them.Beautiful worlds beyond mine.

The true test is wonwhen being togetherwithout saying a wordis everything.

There're three reasonspeople get away from here:gone good, gone bad orgone dead.

Then she smiles, like it'sthe first time she's seen sunafter a decade of winters.

Growing up changes morethan playground gamesand body shapes.

I want out of this place.With no reminders."It stings -sulphur tearsin cinnamon rain.

Instead, she's as stillas a leaf-littered pond, dark water evaporating, waiting desperately for rain.

i miss my brother likethe sea would miss saltif that were taken away.

Unfortunately, people seldom think about the purpose they were uniquely designed to fulfil and don’t ask question of who they are or what their identity is

I compete every moment, and my competition is only with myself.

People are naturally hardworking but will stop working hard at anything if they learn from experience that their effort makes no difference.

My mind is a peaceful poet to itself.

One shouldn't be too inquisitive in life Either about God's secrets or one's wife.

Then the Angels came in 1961, and I fell in love with them.

Life cannot be seen by an unmoved spectator.

God’s Word does not merely impart information; it actually creates life. It’s not only descriptive; it’s effective too, God speaking is God acting.

How many quarrels, and how important, has the doubt as to the meaning of this syllable "Hoc" produced for the world!

You need messiness and magic, serendipity and insanity. Creativity comes from time off, and time out.