I think I sense a tone of honesty, if honesty exists in this world.

What’s not to love? I made friends with a pretty girl and now we get to plan a castle break in. This beats the day to day kill, eat and survive.

Delusional or not, maybe if I believe in a better world with enough conviction, and convince others to believe it as well, then it will be real.

Reality worked its way into my dreams where it wasn’t welcome.

My strings are being pulled, this time by a different puppet master.

No matter what there always seems to be something clouding my existence, nothing is ever clear.

good people do not need laws to tell them to act responsibly, while bad people will find a way around the laws

The word of God is a fountain of life.

We sacrifice our potential because we do not know that we are pure potential.

like many families, everyone wandered around like children in a funhouse—they could hardly see one another around the corners, and what they could see was completely distorted.

We are afraid that if we stop and really look at God in his Word, we might discover that he evokes greater awe and demands deeper worship than we are ready to give him.

I'm sure if you could survey the unborn they would prefer the chance for life over the options of solar power.

Hushed as midnight silence.

Saving a life overrides territories.

I fell in love with commerce and the opportunities that come with compelling visual storytelling.

It is the habitual, not the periodical thought that decides your destiny.