I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i'd use to paint a million pictures.

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.

Laughter comes from living." I shrug, try to sound indifferent. "I've never really been alive before.

I hope he doesn't know he just touched my leg.And nothing happened.

His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him.

Why are you touchin

I am suspended in the moment. Flickering images faded with age, frozen thoughts hovering precariously in dead space, a whirlwind of memories that slice through my soul.

Sometimes I think the loneliness inside of me is going to explode through my skin and sometimes im not sure if crying or screaming or laughing through the hysteria will solve anything at all

Things are changing, but this time I'm not afraid. This time I know who I am. This time I've made the right choice and fighting for the right team. I feel safe. Confident

Hate looks just like everybody else until it smiles. Until it spins around and lies with lips and teeth carved into the semblance of something too passive to punch.

The Lord is my strength.The Lord is my strong shield.The Lord is my shelter.

We don't have titles on our business cards. No one really gets any special treatment. No one gets a corner office to put pictures of their family and their dog in.

The world is not for cowardly peoples.

One of the things you learn very early in writing for television, especially, is that compressing the story is always a good idea.

I saw finally the futility of all these gestures, that witchcraft is but a matter of focus-that one cann apply one's fierce and immeasurable energies to an act of choice.

You're going to have more rejection than acceptance.

Excellence in art is largely the result of attention to minutiae, and--prayer.

We change when the pain to change is less than the pain to remain as we are.

Improvement is nature.

A cheerful, intelligent face is the end of culture.