My bundle is light.My burden is heavy.
Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it.
Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.
The father who has selflessly poured himself into the life of his children may leave no other monument than that of his children. But as for a life well lived, no other monument is necessary.
Anger is never without a reason, but seldom with a good one.
I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.
The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.
Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
Who are you?Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?I have. I am fucking crazy.But I am free.
I don't have a lot of patience for stories in which women are rescued by men.
Glory of the world makes life meaningless. Glory of God fulfills it.