God, how did I get to this place where my friends sell themselves to keep me alive?
A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.
In the end, it all comes down to the Blood...
It is childish to eat primarily or only to please your tongue.
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
Hope is a waking dream.
Colors are what trick the mind and our imaginations into buying things.
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
A black hole holds all the colors of the universe.
There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His...
Everything around you that you call life was made up by people, and you can change it.