Life has taught me that to fly, you must first accept the possibility of falling.

Love never gives in or up, holding tight to lofty ideals that transcend this earth and time, while its counterfeit simply concludes it was mistaken and quickly runs off to find the next real thing.

Often times, the greatest peace comes of surrender.

I believe that we were meant to live as social creatures, to reach out and bless each other's lives.

We stone our prophets, then build monuments to them after they're gone.

There are two kinds of suffering in this life. That which pursues us and that which we doggedly pursue.

To deny our pasts is to burn the bridge we must cross to self-understanding.