Eventually, time takes care of everything. The trouble with procrastination is that people give up on it too soon.

If I choose abstraction over reality, it is because I consider it the lesser chaos.

Sometimes it is the person closest to us who must travel the furthest distance to be our friend.

If it doesn't work horizontally as prose... it probably won't work any better vertically pretending to be poetry.

It finally happened. I got the GPS lady so confused, she said, "In one-quarter mile, make a legal stop and ask directions.

I respect more the person who struggles with his faith than the person who is confident in his skepticism.

If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded.