We call interconnected order beautiful. When interrupted, we call it chaos.

The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.

Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.

I would rather have an inferiority complex and be pleasantly surprised, than have a superiority complex and be rudely awakened.

Style of the future is the convergence of function and fashion.

Love is not blind. Love sees what is most true

Gifts have ribbons, not strings.

The illusion is we are only physical.

Anger is a wound gone mad.

When we love, we are courageous; and courage has nothing to do with being fearless, it's about being willing to experience fear, even dread, to do what we must, without guarantee of outcome.

Purity of heart is blooming the same colors in the middle of the wilderness when no one sees you.

Set your fantasies in the here and now and then, if challenged, claim to be writing Magical Realism.

I do not consecrate myself to be a missionary or a preacher. I consecrate myself to God to do His will where I am, be it in school, office, or kitchen, or wherever He may, in His wisdom, send me.

I'm a big hit at parties. Friends ask me to sing B-I-N-G-O all the time. I'm thinking, you know, of maybe putting out a Christmas album or something.

What if God's a woman? Not only am I going to hell, I'll never know why!

I get a wild hair up my nose and I want to go.

My designs and labors and aspirations are my only friends.

Sometimes to win, you have to change the game.

Ever since 9/11, I found myself interested in chronicling the war and the war on terror and the way that this giant machinery was affecting individuals.

Fewer and fewer people are attracted to the church service and more and more people are attracted to the service of the church.

The world is shrinking together; it is finding itself neighbor to itself in strange, almost magic degree.