Risk the risks.

I'm not sure if there's truly a name for this kind of place aside from it being anything but remarkable.

It’s all short, sweet and simple, but it’s all a moment’s worth.

Go forward in your beliefs and teachings, educate the open-minded and be humble to the ones who aren’t.

I'm human. Isn't it obvious?

...sometimes when you are lost for direction, you are open to a new way of seeing.

Reality is but several levels of consciousness that can be accepted or dismissed depending on what one perceives.

We all have our own rhythms to walk to.

How cinematic of an entrance that was.

I believe knowledge ought to be gained without a dollar amount added to it.

I didn't put him in his place. I was acknowledging his blind spot. We all have them. It just takes the right push to be able to really see them.

He was afraid of touching his own wrist. He never attempted to sleep on his left side, even in those dismal hours of the night when the insomniac longs for a third side after trying the two he has.

Then he leaned over, right there in the restaurant parking lot, and kissed me. And it wasn’t a friendship kiss, either. It was tender and real, and utterly romantic.

A college provides a means of accrediting and laundering one’s existence, so that what was may be forgotten under the weight of something far more mundane.

Fashion is about comfort and feeling good.

I just don't understand how people can get so caught up in having their picture taken.

American soldiers in battle don't fight for what some president says on T.V., they don't fight for mom, apple pie, the American flag...they fight for one another.

Clifford Brown was in the jazz circles considered to be probably the greatest trumpet player who ever lived.

He's (Bruce Sutter) going to be out of action the rest of his career.

Meddling with another man's folly is always thankless work.

The front[line] of wars is increasingly non-human eyes peering down on our perceived enemies from space, guiding missiles toward unseen targets.