The question that is upon my lips (please forgive me) is the doubt in your heart

Theology, philosophy, metaphysics, and quantum physics are merely ways for God to have his smart people believe in him

The Memory Of You Is Like A Drug To Me

I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes

Humility rests upon the shores of your sorrows and blossoms upon the mountain of your faith

A man’s spirit is free, but his pride binds him with chains of suffocation in a prison of his own insecurities

Pain will leave you, when you let go

Great minds with great ideas usually share in the midst of their persecution

I believe that thoughts and feelings reside on the same nerve-ending…they are called heartstrings

Be careful not to look so far ahead, that you miss what’s in front of you

What makes and experience a memory is when we share with someone, the emotions we felt

If your creation is taking 99% perspiration, it stinks and you need more inspiration.

My purpose to be is the purpose of the universe.

Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, content to dwell in decencies for ever.

Suppose I lay down on the pavement and you run over me a few times with my own car...just for old times.

The well being of democracies regardless of their type and status is dependent on one small technical detail: The right to vote. Everything else is secondary.

You're so full of it, darlin'.

Insight must precede application.

All these people talking about morality should just take a walk downtown. They don't want to go downtown because instantly they see homeless people and they don't want to.

Democracy is threatened by the inertia of good people, by the selfishness of most people, and by the evil designs of a few people.