Your children make it impossible to regret your past. They're its finest fruits. Sometimes the only ones.

If you got on your knees to give thanks for the undeserved kindness and mercy in your life, you would be shocked by how rich you truly are.

That beautiful day passed just as the saddest ones do, since the most radiant of days has a tomorrow.

The mist after rain, uninterrupted rainfall on rooftops, pitter-patter intellect. The thoughts I leave behind like footsteps.

It has been said that the hardest job in the world is raising a child, but the people who says this have probably never worked at a comb factory or captured pirates on the high seas.

Passion can’t sustain itself forever.

Music was a thing of the soul — a rose-lipped shell that murmured of the eternal sea — a strange bird singing the songs of another shore.

It's hard being on a new network, a smaller network.

Art is long, life is short; judgement difficult, opportunity transient.

I've had to learn and discipline myself that I'm much happier and much less depressed if I give myself a project. It's just that simple.

‎Faith, if it is ever right about anything, is right by accident