Maybe, it wasn't stuck in my mind. Maybe, just maybe, it was stuck in my heart for so long that it grew wings and wanted to fly, but didn't know how.

He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.

If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart, then you're allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.

There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.

A true gentleman is one that apologizes anyways, even though he has not offended a lady intentionally. He is in a class all of his own because he knows the value of a woman's heart.

A best friend is the only one that walks into your life when the world has walked out.

The most confused you will ever get is when you try to convince your heart and spirit of something your mind knows is a lie.

When you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part of yourself that whispers, "What was it that you wanted and why didn't you fight for it?

The most introspective of souls are often those that have been hurt the most.

When someone you love says goodbye you can stare long and hard at the door they closed and forget to see all the doors God has open in front of you.

If he can't handle you at your worst then he does not deserve you at your best. Real love means seeing beyond the words spoken out of pain, and instead seeing a person's soul.

How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.

Change might not be fast and it isn't always easy. But with time and effort, almost any habit can be reshaped.

I waited for the idea to consolidate, for the grouping and composition of themes to settle themselves in my brain.

You said I'm a god. Bring me down from heaven. I...I want you to see me as a man.

Because Jesus Christ suffered greatly, He understands our suffering. He understands our grief. We experience hard things so that we too may have increased compassion and understanding for others.

Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything.

That is to say, epic poetry has been invented many times and independently; but, as the needs which prompted the invention have been broadly similar, so the invention itself has been.

Peace is not simply the absence of warfare.

My sister, I have a sister who's 12 years older, she was always the party girl, the outrageous one.

Coal is my worst nightmare.