I don't believe virginity is common as it used to be.

I don't believe that heaven waits for only those who congregate.

The road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the same. Yet our lessons come from the journey, not the destination.

When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man.

Lessons that come easy are not lessons at all. They are gracious acts of luck. Yet lessons learned the hard way are lessons never forgotten.

Music is the balm that heals the forlorn ache of a distant star.

Why is it that an extended olive branch often turns to a clinched fist of hatred?