...others, with halos shaped like rollercoasters you'd stand in line to ride twice.

The future gets no say in who we are.

Pretend – inside your skin – you've got a friend, who's willing to give you everything you ever wanted in exchange for all you've ever been.

Stop inviting walls into wide open spaces.

What paper planes and empty seats most have in common is that they are best made by children still learning how to ride things out.

Hearts don't break, y'all. They bruise and get better.

I am standing like shoe polish on an overstocked shelf hoping that one day someone will pick me to make things better.

If you've never been rocked back by the presence of purpose this poem is too soon for you. Return to your mediocrity, plug it into an amplifier and rethink yourself.

The first time my town saw the sky it sucker-punched us in the throat, left us breathless, said, I'm gonna keep you awake some nights without touching you. You'll make it up, the pain, you always do.

If I didn't have so much of this life all wrong I would have gotten it right by now.

You are the home I point to that lives in my chest.

If God really valued loyalty, He would have blessed every single believer before He even considered blessing a single nonbeliever.

I will give a million dollars for any convincing proof of a future life.

I can conduct better than I count.

The fact is prosperity has a purpose. It's to allow us to pursue "the better angels," to give us time to think and grow.

He was having an illicit affair... with his own mate.

The beauty of meditation is that you never know where you are, where you are going, what the end is.

If you truly hold a stone, you can feel the mountain it came from.

How can one be pleasing to God when one is inflated with pride and self-love under the pretense of striving for Gods glory, while in fact one is seeking ones own glory?

We are so unconscious about our actions that we don't even realize the immense suffering we are causing to animals, the planet, and ourselves.

I was in the army, Terri. Special Ops, sent into the most godforsaken places you can imagine, where I did unspeakable things. We weren’t exactly sent in to teach our enemies to knit. (Nathan)