The communication block between men and

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.

I want Jesus to come back and say 'THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT'" -

I am a writer, which means I write stories, I write novels, and I would write poetry if I knew how to. I don't want to limit myself.

The Air Age faces mankind with a sharp choice - the choice between Winged Peace or Winged Death. It''s up to you.

That which we die for lives as wholly as that which we live for dies.

Deep within the heart of every evangelist lies the wreck of a car salesman.

I have kind of an existential crisis. I'm in my late 20s, I get excited by contemporary young culture, but at the same time, I don't want to be the 40-year-old DJ in the club.

But. . . you said we were going to play Parcheezi. . .

We write because we believe the human spirit cannot be tamed and should not be trained.

I love the process of making films and an incidental satisfaction is the fact that most of them made money.

The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound, Shall thro' the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations under ground.