You're rarer than a can of Dandelion & BurdockAnd those other girls are just post-mix lemonade

The ultimate truth is mystical truth, the ultimate reality is sacred chaos.

Think about the change that the world experiences without the aid of the right people and those who love and appreciate the presence of nature.

Let us not take it for granted that life exists more in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small.

Welcome to Book-a-holic Anonymous.Hi, I'm Jazz and I am addicted to the written word. I love the smell of the blackest ink sliding across texture paper. My eyes squint against the loss of time within...

I breathed in the memory of his lips, the softness of them, and how they felt tracing across my skin, leaving ripples of goosebumps in their wake.

I can see clearly my visions.

The paint is drying, and time is dying. The pain is crying, lying on my back, trying to get back the time, to brushstrokes too fast, wet went dry and love went dull; now I live in a portrait I never p...

Sometimes the reason God doesn't show up to win your battles is because he already put inside of you the power to end it.

Without a beginning I am pouring the whole of my existence into the building of endings, while the cross and the resurrection declare that God is incessantly building beginnings from the collapse of e...

The man was staring directly at him now, a curious expression on his face, half smiling, half quizzical. Instantly Eager had a sense of certainty far deeper than anything he had experienced so far. "I...

A word to the unwise.Torch every book.Char every page.Burn every word to ash.Ideas are incombustible.And therein lies your real fear.

Science is not a democracy. Therefore to try to pass of global warming as real just because "98% of scientists say they agree" makes no sense at all. If 98% of psychiatrists said that all mentally ill...

A bad peace is even worse than war.

Love is never defeated, and I could add, the history of Ireland proves it.

It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes will take care of themselves.

في سفر التكوين، عهد الله إلى الإنسان بالسيادة على الحيوانات. وبإمكاننا أن نفسر ذلك قائلين إن الله قد أعار هذه السلطة له. الإنسان ليس مالك الكوكب بل وكيله وعليه ذات يوم أن يقدم كشفاً لحسابه. ديكارت ذهب...

The Old Language really was beautiful, Blay thought. Staring at the symbols, for one brief, ridiculous moment he imagined his own name across Qhuinn's shoulders, carved into that smooth skin in the ma...

Oh, I don't know. I might grow on you.She furrowed her pretty eyebrows. Like a cancer?Like a favorite vice.

No day is alike - I do many other things, and I'm very active in the environmental movement.