What sort of a god are you, my Lord? Your punishments seem barbaric to me. Either that or we are more god-like and you’re merely human-like.

If you are pure in intention and in alignment with beauty and love, in body and mind, the highest levels of your spiritual self will subsume your weaknesses.

Sometimes the anxiety takes over and I can’t seem to fathom the love he gives me.

The crushed teapot in the rubbish of the bulldozed house will sing in your ears forever.

Of all the things in the world that can set the heart burning, there is nothing like the presence of Jesus!

Suffiseth this to proove my theame withall,That every bullet hath a lighting place.

False hope is worse than despair.

Workaholism is a block, not a building block.

I'm too homely for a prima donna and too ugly for a soubrette.

Every night there's a moment that I just wanna go back to bed. I just get nervous. Then I run on (stage) and as soon as I grab the mic then I'm fine.

Fame is a jealous mistress And will brook no rival.