Problems don’t actually exist. They’re just the hallucinogenic effects of people being weirded out on what they think life is supposed to be.

Music is my enchanter, the seducer of my emotions, the fire and ice that moves me.

I survive on moments of make-believe happiness.

Imagine fantasy and pretend as neither fantastical nor pretended.....and then believe it.

Family gathersto share good noise and good food.Gratitude abounds.

It is an incapacitating emotion one feels upon hearing the whispered words "I still love you" after deeply hurting that soul. Forgiveness isn't weakness.It is power.

Reality is a background so painted over by our own perceptions that every eye sees the world differently.

Theories look great on paper until reality scribbles all over the page.

Dreams become reality once the dreamer goes beyond imagining and acts them out.

I can and will improve the world.I will smile, show kindness, and be grateful.I refuse to be unhappy.

Giddy is a grin and giggles and that glint of goofiness in your gaze.

But the sound of despair is never pleasant

Who asked them dern pigs?” he said. “I guess they tracked us, ” Augustus said. “They’re enterprising pigs.

If it was raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks.

I'm taking my time trying to transition because the Aaron Carter you saw back then - now [I'm] a completely different person.

I came to AS Roma to play in the Champions League

When we preach Christ crucified, we have no reason to stammer, or stutter, or hesitate, or apologize; there is nothing in the gospel of which we have any cause to be ashamed.

I wonder if one of the penalties of growing older is that you become more and more conscious that nothing is very permanent.

I'm reading Barnaby Rudge, one of the less well-known Dickens novels. I've been a life-long lover of Charles Dickens ever since I think A Tale of Two Cities was the first Dickens novel I read.

What is life without the joy of Love?

If you haven't got an idea, write a story anyway.