My lord. It is too much, and not enough

When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me

There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire

To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting

Beauty is at its most poignant when the cold hand of Death holds poised to wither it imminently.

That which yields is not always weak.

Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?

It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.

All knowledge is worth having

The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

Life is not about achieving success

Create a tomorrow that has more than just one day in it.

A right way, a wrong way, and a GREENWAY.

If you pay a little bit of attention to something, and then let it go, and then come back to it, and then pay a little bit of attention to something, that's nice and healthy.

Soul yearns to return home to God. Home to God means the area of supreme divine love that has no conditions attached to it: unconditional love.

We all have a history of digital texts, posts, messages, reposts/tweets that are sitting out there and can be used by anyone for any reason.

The most intense hatreds are not between political parties but within them.

Every Sherlock Holmes story has at least one marvelous scene.

Let him who expects one class of society to prosper in the highest degree, while the other is in distress, try whether one side; of the face can smile while the other is pinched.

It is essential to understand that battles are primarily won in the hearts of men.