Overheard in a Washington D.C. church confessional: "Bless me Father, for sins have been committed."

There is part of us that stands in quiet witness to what we do, taking notes, waiting for a solitary moment to bring up the subject.

Life is a process by which a few desperate longings morph into a thousand meaningless wants.

It can be said of optimism that while sometimes mistaken, it is never sadly mistaken.

It is one thing to show your child the way, and a harder thing to then stand out of it

Few are humble, for it takes a self-esteem few possess.

To find someone who will love you for no reason, and to shower that person with reasons, that is the ultimate happiness.