Mothers cowered over their small children, defenceless as their backs blossomed with red lines or swords were sunk into their flesh to reach the young ones they hid.

...his tortured voice lost in the much grander cries of the world around him.

...pain that would have made even a god shiver in terror.

Sometimes believing is as simple as choosing to do so.

May the stars ever shine on your path, and the darkness never leave your side.

Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.

Sadness is almost never anything but a form of fatigue.

I'm the poster boy for Propecia. It's amazing.

It struck me then how much the past - not just the past but history and family - was like the ocean tide. It was always the same ocean, but the waves made it fresh and new each time.

Claudia's the sort of girl who goes through life holding onto the sides.

I can't swim. I can't drive, either. I was going to learn to drive but then I thought, well, what if I crash into a lake?

The world never burned a casual Christian at the stake.

It becomes increasingly clear that we won’t be free of self-destructive patterns unless we develop a compassionate understanding of what they are.

Guys ask me, don't I get burned out? How can you get burned out doing something you love? I ask you, have you ever got tired of kissing a pretty girl?

It's the perfect environment for prayer. Chanting in Greek is like a beautiful opera, but way better.