I know, from the three visits I made to him, the blended composite of love and fear that exists only in a boy's notion of his father.

Self-discipline will never make us feel righteous or clean; accepting God's love will.

The people I used to be surrounded by are getting along without me. Somehow, that really bugs me.

There are things you cannot understand, and you must learn to live with this. Not only must you learn to live with this, you must learn to enjoy this.

Sometimes you have to watch somebody love something before you can love it yourself.

Our lives have a countdown clock that we can't see. Mine reminds me to only do work that matters.

You never question the truth of something until you have to explain it to a skeptic.