We are each of us born into the arms of mortality, the Lord recognizing our need to be held.

It's not that perfection cannot be achieved. It's that it's so hard to stop there.

On the sixth day, God created the artist, realizing no doubt that He had far from exhausted the uses of color.

Seeking happiness, I passed many travelers headed in the opposite direction, seeking happiness.

Leash: n, a means by which animals, formerly running wild, are prevented from running tame, also.

Somewhere between the honest truth and the deceptive lie is the deceptive truth and the honest lie.

The hardest thing about reality is returning to it after an hour inside your child's mind.