Someday you will name me, then gently place those burning holy roses in my hair.[Songs of Longing]

Writers are not just writers, they are creators of worlds, sculptors of the mind, they are architects of language.

If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean's insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune's vanity.

It's hard to say which of us is luckier, the ones who go through long periods when they can't write or the ones who can write pretty easily.

I think music on television is just uniformly dreadful. It is mundane, it says nothing.

If we learn the art of yielding what must be yielded to the changing present, we can save the best of the past.

Regardless of how hard, challenging, frightening, or difficult an experience may seem, everything is just as it needs to be in order for us to heal, grow, and learn.

It's very personal in its politics, very bitter and very negative.

...that all may bow to the scepter of our Lord Jesus Christ and that the whole Earth may be filled with his glory.

Take me and my role seriously. Take my talent seriously.

Why do the people humiliate themselves by voting? I didn't vote because I have dignity. If I had closed my nose and voted for one of them, I would spit on my own face.