Scrape the grey sky clean, realize that every dark cloud is a smokescreen meant to blind us from the truth

My experiences with violence in schools still echo throughout my life but standing to face the problem has helped me in immeasurable ways.

I accept that today may be imperfect... I accept that I may be as well. What I don't accept is that imperfection should be the crutch I use to excuse myself from participating in joy.

I've been shot down so many times, I get altitude sickness just from standing up for myself.

Sometimes becoming drug free has less to do with addiction and more to do with sanity.

Someone once told me that the finer points of devotion are about the size of a pinhole, and there are millions of them. And if you could connect each dot, then you’ve got a diagram of what you think you thought you knew, and if you’re willing to admit that you know nothing…you have the blueprint for a breakthrough.

You see, the deaf have an intimacy with silence. It’s there in their dreams.