Souls bound together can't be forever torn apart by distance and neither by death.

Grief wraps around people, takes them to a place they would not go otherwise.

A broken heart, too much cold beer, ocean waves and a willing man were never a good combination, no matter what the country songs said.

Sometimes we know who we want to be and what we want to do long... long before we know how to get there.

The choices we make when we're broken are sometimes the most awful of all our choices.

This is now and forever - the moment everyone must have, the moment that encompasses all other moments; now and before, now and after: all time.

Over time, hidden truths morph in the dark soil of deceit into something much worse.

We have to know the truth about the past to discover out future.

There are always consequences to the truth.

Cheating and lying aren't struggles, they're reasons to break up.

There are trials and mistakes and even wars along the path of marriage.

Oh, will you pray? Stop now and pray, lest desire turn to feeling and feeling evaporate.

Hiding a wound can cause a serious infection without healing. It has to be exposed and washed. Sure, the cleansing may cause pain at first—but, in the end, it brings healing, as well as relief.

But I figure you're never too old to learn. That's when you become old, when you stop being fascinated by things, when you stop wanting to learn and explore.

I'm not romanticizing black people, because we've got gangsters like everybody else.

If you have so much business to attend to that you have no time to pray, depend upon it that you have more business on hand than God ever intended you should have.

Eurasia ended up with the most domesticated animal species in part because it's the world's largest land mass and offered the most wild species to begin with.

With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.

It's nice to have a debate in a swing state.

There are two kinds of world: the one we dream about and the real one.

As many times as [HIV] changes its clothes, it's still wearing the same socks, and now our job is to make sure we get the body to really hate those socks.