The ground has on its clothes. The trees poke out of sheets and each branch wears the sock of God.

Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea.

Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.

I am a collection of dismantled almosts.

Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.

I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.

Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth.

Meanwhile in my head, I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.

O starry night, This is how I want to die

O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.

I am fallen, flawed and imperfect. Yet drenched in the grace and mercy that is found in Jesus Christ, there is strength

We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.

Frankie's chief virtue in my book is the way he talks about his kids.

All that is obvious detracts completely from all that is not.

Wealth is the least trustworthy of anchors.

People find meaning and redemption in the most unusual human connections.

You can't stop people from talking about you, but you can stop giving them something to talk about.

Success in the present is only achieved when you put your focus where you want your future.

No one on earth has lived through the exact same experiences you have, and no one thinks the exact same thoughts you do.

I mean, Dad's - you know, Dad's friendliest tone was a scream.