If you can fly, don't stop at the sky, 'cause there's footprints on the moon!

I am fallen, flawed and imperfect. Yet drenched in the grace and mercy that is found in Jesus Christ, there is strength

Life isn’t how you survive the thunderstorm, but how you dance in the rain.

Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't want to live there.

You’ve got mountains of your own, I’ll bet on it. Take heart. Be encouraged. Remain steadfast. Hang on for dear life. You’ve got a better grip than you realize.

Sometimes the good fight feels impossible, but I for one, am NOT giving up.

I kind of tend to do most of my adventures in my mind.

There is no old Adam Young, there is no new Adam Young, merely different colors and different brushstrokes over the same canvas.

I'm a very introverted guy, so I don't need to be around people for as long as someone who's very extroverted to get that sort of social fix per se.

Maybe some are so busy waiting, they forget what indescribable beauty is right there in front of them.

I'd probably go to see Saturn first-thing and see as close to those rings as I can get and see if I can fly by one of them and try and put one of my hands through them.

Don’t forget:Ruts aren’t that much different . . .from graves.

Treachery has existed as long as there's been warfare, and there's always been a few people that you couldn't trust.

It may be said that his wit shines at the expense of his memory.

You can't have the capitalist system if an increasing number of people think it is unjust.

I've always said that if you have songs on the radio and get played, you've got to have a tour to support that.

Technique isn't important. Technique is in the blood. Events and mood are more important than good light and the happening is what is important

You really can't justify anything else but giving your whole attention to spiritual formation in Christ.

I never forget those who do me a favor, and I never forget those who don't!

If you make children happy now, you will make them happy twenty years hence by the memory of it.

A man who has no love in him is as barren as a cloud with no moisture, a tree with no fruits or a cow yielding no milk; he is ever far from God and can never earn His Grace.