Life has taught me that to fly, you must first accept the possibility of falling.
My grandfather, a devout Christian, had the gift of healing.
The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood [p. 53]
I find myself seeking out the commonalities of our different religious experiences with hopes of encouraging, through my writings, the most hopeful, loving and redemptive qualities in all of us.
I love when I can reboot people when they are being mean to others.
I've never understood why people said 'in your own words.' Who else's words would I use?