I pulled out my mp3 player and stuck the buds in, and letting out a big breath, I started to scroll through my music for something appropriate to kill by. John Tesh, it is.

History engineered if the facts couldn't be generally accepted.

Our lives are never certain even for an hour.

I know that even at moments of apparent danger, nothing is out of order or lacking, other than our own unquestioned thoughts about those moments.

It is those who make the least display of their sorrow who mourn the deepest.

We are not in the coffee business serving people, we are in the people business serving coffee.

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.

They didn't understand that she held his heart, held it so utterly that there was nothing he wouldn't do, no line he wouldn't cross to keep her safe.

I'm sick and tired of black and white people of good intent giving aspirin to a society that is dying of a cancerous disease.

The edge is a great place to be. Inside the box is too dark. Outside the box, there's no leverage. But on the edge of the box, you can get things done!

Find out what works, and do more of that.