If you want to mess with me, you'd rather be ready for the consequences.

Love was more than blind. It was deaf and dumb, too. It was catatonic. It was vegetative.

Luck doesn't shine her light on each of us equally. She is arbitrary, irrational, unfair and sometimes downright cruel.

The human heart was undeniably the stupidest organ in the body.

No matter when you were born or where, puberty is the same. It's the same for your parents as it is for you - what's happening in your body dictates everything.

the more the merrier. so enjoy reading more books

It's so trendy, almost bleeding to death. All the cool girls are doing it.

She needed to get out of there. Her brains, thankfully, were still safely in her skull, but her emotions were splattered on the pavement.

I am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that you’re not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet.

When I first heard the word existential, I didn't know what it meant. But then I found out that no one knows what it means, so now I use it all the time.

As pathetic as it was, she'd rather hold on to the possibility of something perfect than be hit with the reality of nothing much.

We must clean ourselves of any impurity.We must clear our cities of any dirt."For God has not called us to uncleanness, but to holiness." 1 Thessalonians 4:7

in the corner of the painting of successthe signature is blurred

The shortest distance between two points is always under construction.

Nothing seems tiresome or painful when you are working for a Master who pays well; who rewards even a cup of cold water given for love of Him.

If something you want is slow to come to you, it can be for only one reason: You are spending more time focused upon its absence than you are about its presence. If

I am, as I have always been, of the opinion that while the niceties of normal moral constraints should be our guides, they must not be our masters.

We should consider the histories of Christ three manner of ways; first, as a history of acts or legends; second, as a gift or a present; thirdly, as an example, which we should believe and follow.

Arguably, no artist grows up: If he sheds the perceptions of childhood, he ceases being an artist.

They love us everywhere we go. So when in doubt, send the Marines.

O woman! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!