The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.

We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make.

Words have longer lives than people.

Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side can't see the other. They don't know they are connected.

He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.