They had stopped shouting at each other and put their faith in legal counsel. With the result that how things could be made to look was what counted, not how they actually were.

His sadness was of the kind that is patient and without hope.

Patience, beautiful, " he uttered in a low tone.

It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands.Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst.

Although it wasn't raining anymore, the air was still heavy with water, and rain gutters were ringing all over Point Breeze.

Finally I got to the point where I said, I'd like to start a project where we can actually talk about race and poverty, not through the lens of a particular case, but much more broadly.

Intoxicated? The word did not express it by a mile. He was oiled, boiled, fried, plastered, whiffled, sozzled, and blotto.

My journey is technical complexity.

Measure your growth in grace by your sensitiveness to sin.

It would be pretty shabby to appear flippant around a documentary that's about how much I love my fans.

Be drug-free and smoke some crack.