...there’s no such thing as a dirty fight.

Sometimes, as we're stumbling along in the dark, we hit something good.

If we get separated there’s not much hope of us ever meeting anywhere, but I need to keep up the pretense of hope because that may be all we have.

His pupils dilate when he sees me. His lips part as he momentarily forgets to marshal his expression, and I could swear he stops breathing for several heartbeats.

Who will guard us against the guardians?

When a man in purple and screaming pink stares at you, you know it's time to change your appearance.

Here and there, plumes of dark smoke reach into the sky like the fingers of a drowning man reaching up for the last time.

That's crazy, " I say"In case you hadn't noticed, the whole world has gone crazy. It's time to adapt or die.""By throwing crazy at crazy?

Nothing short of the end of the world would get our eco-conscious techies to toss their latest gadgets onto the street.

Learn to always trust God in all situation, learn to forgive those who wrong u in order to receive your daily bread from God

Be annoyed and sin not" ~R. Alan Woods [2012]

The paradox of writing is that you’re trying to use words to express what words can’t express.

I play basketball to win a championship. That championship is everything to me. And thats what gets people to buy in to your brand - being a winner.

Cute. I think I would prefer to be stabbed in the eye rather than be called cute.

Mice? Fine. Flying mice? Not so fine.

'Faith' Him When You Can't Feel Him.

I don't know how long I kept at it... I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still. It didn't seem to be summer any more

Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art.