Yet hopefully things are different now, and I'm moving on to something better rather than attempting to suck more out of the same stale situation.

t may not be the life you imagined, but it’s your life. You came here for a reason. Is it time for you to go and begin again?

Cause and effect are rarely directly related. Justice has a mind of her own.

You earn brotherhood—the purest friendship, trust, love, whatever you want to call it—moment by moment through how you treat others.

Silence has built walls, walls that I attempt to break by pedaling faster, only to be imprisoned a hundred feet down the road.

I'm learning quickly, once you quit one thing, it gets easier and easier just to leave situations rather than deal with shit.

Questions from earlier circle like buzzards. Am I running away or moving forward?

The waves splash against my face, carrying a message: Welcome, you belong here.

To exist here, I’ll have to become skilled in saying no—an art in which I was once well accomplished, but one I no longer care to practice.

Nothing worse than someone who goes to the dance, is excited to dance, dances all night, and then complains all the next day about his feet being sore.

I never get used to the faces--wide-eyed and full of possibility--staring bad at me.

Even the sick should try these so-called dangerous passes, because for every unfortunate they kill, they cure a thousand.

She didn't tell him white folks couldn't love the same as coloreds. She couldn't love the same neither though, cuz more than half of her was white.

When you're born, you're pure. Unspoiled and trusting. I believed everything and everyone. Then, I met my parents!

When you know absolutely nothing about the topic, make your forecast by asking a carefully selected probability sample of 300 others who don't know the answer either.

And I agreed with that, and I couldn't wait to change my name anyway, because I'm not too fond of the name of Reginald. It's a very kind of '50s English name.

In twenty years, the Lottery has raised over $1.4 billion. It has been run successfully and efficiently.

The year 1999, seventh month, [or simply "sept"] From the sky will come a great King of Terror. To bring back to life the great King of the Mongols, Before and after Mars to reign by good luck.

Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle, All through the meadows the horses and cattle

Painting is an investigation of being.

But forgiveness must not only be given but received also.