There is no democracy of facts.

God does not begin by asking us about our ability, but only about our availability, and if we then prove our dependability, he will increase our capability.

The soul is like a violin string: it makes music only when it is stretched.

If, in the end, you have not chosen Jesus Christ it will not matter what you have chosen.

The more seriously we work on our own imperfections, the less we are judgemental of the imperfections of others.

We should certainly count our blessings, but we should also make our blessings count.

No love is ever wasted. Its worth does not lie in reciprocity.

The submission of one's will is really the only uniquely personal thing we have to place on God's altar. The many other things we 'give' are actually the things He has already given or loaned to us.

We should not assume; however, that just because something is unexplainable by us, it is unexplainable.

Trials and tribulations tend to squeeze the artificiality out of us, leaving the essence of what we really are and clarifying what we really yearn for.

You rock a sobbing child without wondering if today's world is passing you by, because you know you hold tomorrow tightly in your arms.

The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.

We are always - always- in choice.

There are causes worth dying for, but none worth killing for.

By the time I was 19, punk had occurred. It had a completely different cultural dynamic to it which rejected everything and started again from the year zero.

Confront a corpse at least once. The absolute absence of life is the most disturbing and challenging confrontation you will ever have.

The last thing I want to become is one of those talking heads where everything is satiny smooth and you know what the next question is going to be

I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist.

I have reached a place in my life where I need to sit down and say, 'Well, what do I do? What's best for me?' I need to look into options for the future.

Somebody curse the light And take me far away from myself

Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so; And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.