We're all a broken, in our own ways - In places no one might see.
It's so hard to find the place somewhere in the middle of the best and worst I've felt.
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
This earth is His, to Him belong those vast and boundless skies;Both seas within Him rest, and yet in that small pool He lies.
Through challenge and difficulty, we learn to see life differently than before.
Embrace contradictions for they make upall of life:You will eternally be looking for yourself andseeking ways to lose yourself.
Our lives sometimes depend on computers performing as predicted.
Sweet wine makes drunk, sour wine (insult) is "tetelestai". Life is not about what we have done and become, but how God to be fully glorified.
My mother told me Homer Ditto was not my father. Nope. Mom had had a fling with some other guy who was my dad. Some dude who didn't stick around too long who Mom was happy to get rid of. She chose Hom...
You know all that sympathy that you feel for an abused child who suffers without a good mom or dad to love and care for them? Well, they don't stay children forever. No one magically becomes an adult...
I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel.