Live dead. Alive to Christ, dead to self.

Rescue is costly, but LOVE pays the price.

Living the abundant life is different than knowing about it. It's time to begin practicing the life we were made for.

When Love runs through the front door fear runs out the back.

Wouldn't it be great if we didn't care who got the credit as long as the job got done?

It's unwise to presume on the future... It makes good sense to plan for tomorrow today, but there's a problem with thinking we can always do later the good we can do now.

In Sarasota, Florida, Stephen King reminded me of the joy of just writing every day.

Don’t let the daily routine kill your creativity. Remember who you were before you got that job.

Doesn't the expansiveness of this make you think of the good Lord? Except we know the ocean ends while He goes on forever.

The good old days, when each idea had an owner, are gone forever.

We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.

He dispensed starlight to casual moths.

I influence people, hopefully on the positive side.

Well, it was kind of accidental that Jim started playing with us, although it wasn't sudden... we hadn't really looked around to think who could be a fifth member.

We're so different. You're an intellectual. I'm an idiot." "Don't say that," I yelled. "You're not an idiot, you stupid idiot.

They were not failures, they were new found ways of what does not work "I can accept failure,everyonefails at something. But I can't accept not trying