I cannot be contained because I am the container.

I really want to love somebody. I do. I just don't know if it's possible forever and ever.

Your need for acceptance can make you invisible in this world. Risk being seen in all of your glory.

Fear is going to be a player in your life, but you get to decide how much.

In retrospect it always seems to work out that you can look back on something that was a disaster and find some gems in there.

Any1 who would run out to buy an assault rifle after the Newtown massacre has very little left in their body or soul worth protecting. ;^

I never thought I was finished when people said I was finished, or any of that stuff. I always had this undying belief that even if I was in a wheelchair and I could only move my finger, somehow I would become the guy who does the amazing thing with his finger.