Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.

Then all the charm Is broken--all that phantom-world so fair Vanishes, and a thousand circlets spread, And each mis-shape the other.

A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!

It was days like this when I felt it more than ever: I wasn’t a real human.

The tears of God are the meaning of history.

People respond when they are taught, and that primarily by example, rather than preached at. Jesus modeled just this approach in His life."~R. Alan Woods [2013]

I'm not a legend or a hero, I don't slay dragons, I don't do any of the things that a real hero can. But I can make things better, one day at a time, for most of the kingdom.

God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, 'I love you.'

A critic knows more than the author he criticizes, or just as much, or at least somewhat less.

For softball, we need the Olympics. For young girls dreaming of that Olympic dream, that's where it's at, and that's where it all started in '96 for our sport.

Our Founding Fathers drafted the Bill of Rights to ensure that We the People could determine how best to protect our communities.

An artist's job is to surprise himself. Use all means possible.