Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't somebody watching.

There's something darn funny about an old librarian with a potty mouth.

In the morning light, I remembered how much I loved the sound of wind through the trees. I laid back and closed my eyes, and I was comforted by the sound of a million tiny leaves dancing on a summer morning.

Faith never stays put. It's always challenging always questioning. That's what makes it real.

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't somebody watching.

As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.

My way is set as in stone, and I don't feel the need to veer off any longer. It has taken many days of searching and fighting, but in the end I have found what I was looking for. I have found my way home.