Animal rights are not a gift we give to animals. They are a birthright we have taken from them.

Having contact sheets for all sorts of episodes in your life seemed to me intriguing and desirable. So much of my own history is beclouded by time, but a few sharp rays, in the form of pictures, falli...

We are always in a constant state of conspiracies, at least thats what they keep telling us...

Even though every identity marker I have can be taken from me, the grace and peace of the Trinity overflows into the life of the believer.

...with each new book of mine I have always the feeling that this time I have picked a lemon in the garden of literature.

On the single strand of wire strung to bring our house electricity, grackles and starlings neatly punctuated an invisible sentence.

He was always mindful of keeping his spirits in check lest they soar unreasonably high.

Prayer illuminate the path.

Time is life.Time for birth, time for death.

Practice mercy and forgiveness throughout as a lesson that symbolizes the love shown through his crucifixion.

Loss is like a wind, it either carries you to a new destination or it traps you in an ocean of stagnation. You must quickly learn how to navigate the sail, for stagnation is death.

The real beauty of life is in orderliness.

There are Atheists in foxholesAtheists in hurricanesThere are Atheists in all the rolesDenied by your refrainsAtheists are your fellow citizensPeople who love and laugh and cryAtheists are your relati...

You have to believe in your dreams, to reach out for your dreams.

Don't let anyone's negative thoughts infect your beautiful mind.

Every wonderful quality "in" someone is waiting to be recognized in all of life's great symphony.

Quiet birds rob the universe of beautiful symphonies.

When we fall, Jesus Christ will help us to rise up.

Stay prayerful.

One of the paradoxical and transformative aspects of implicit traumatic memory is that once it is accessed in a resourced way (through the felt sense), it, by its very nature, changes. Out of the shat...