life's not a paragraphAnd death i think is no parenthesis

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.

The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.

In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.

The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.

There are no war stories. I ended up a bombardier, but I never got overseas. And it wasn't because I was playing baseball either. It was just a series of things that went on.

Sometimes a hard day's work is easier than a lot of things you can meet in life.

One thing I loved about New Zealand was the indoor/outdoor lifestyle of the place.

I love firing guns. It's an amazing feeling - so sexy and powerful.

The so-called "remake" is simply a commercial formulation of a much deeper exchange which accounts for the way cinema is what it is.

I'm at my best when I'm exhausted and under pressure.

No decision has been made unless carrying it out in specific steps has become someone's work assignment and responsibility.

Hell is not evil; it's a place where evil gets punished. Hell is not pleasant, appealing, or encouraging. But Hell is morally good, because a good God must punish evil.