You can never see a plant grow, but they do.

My one challenge with the support group that I'd become involved with on campus is that the people seem to spend as much time talking about their ill-begotten pasts as their promising futures. It's as if people are drawn to looking back. They can't move on until it all makes sense. Humbly submitted: It never does.

People only see as far as they are able and the rest of the truth is lost on them.

If a life goes down the toilet, it comes out in a river and meets the sea.

But not hurting people and knowing how to get along with people, ... they're different.

Complete happiness can look so much like complete terror that it's hard to tell them apart.

People can love their lies, tell their lies, believe their own lies until hell pays a visit.