Fiction has been maligned for centuries as being "false," "untrue," yet good fiction provides more truth about the world, about life, and even about the reader, than can be found in non-fiction.

I dwell on endless possibilities.

False reasons trapped in your old bean. Failure isn't your nemesis, denial of truth is.

No one knows what you have been through or what your pretty little eyes have seen, but I can reassure you ~ whatever you have conquered, it shines through your mind.

Kamand, die every dayso you rememberto live.

For grey matter, there is no black and white. If you think in black and white, then you do not use enough brain functions.

When men allow other people to ridicule, laugh and jeer at the truth, that cannot but bring sorrow to the heart of God

The older America, until the 1890s and in some respects until 1914, was wrapped in the security of continental isolation, village society, the Protestant denominations, and a flourishing industrial ca...

Tell a story in lesser and simpler words.

No man has ever seen a turtle climbing the wall. In order to do the things which are impossible for you, you need to change yourself, and better still, transform yourself into something new!

This malignant persistence since September 11th is the biggest surprise of all. In previous decades, sneak attacks, stock-market crashes, and other great crises became hinges on which American history...

Many a woman would not be in a relationship with or married to her man, if he earned half of what he earns; and many a man would not be in a relationship with or married to his woman, if he earned twi...

I am the greatest obstacle to my greatest dreams.

By accepting fear in our life, we automatically allow it to rule over us

There ain't no "baby mama drama" up in this Vortex, homie!

Adapt what is useful, reject what is useless, and add what is specifically your own.

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.

You could give a tutorial. And you could thrill him to the core of his being. was an encyclopedic polymath, an all time intellect. Yet not only can you know more than him about the world. You also c...

What-what do you want? Annabeth asked, trying to maintain a tone of confidence.The voice cackled maliciously.

What actually happens when you die is that your brain stops working and your body rots, like Rabbit did when he died and we buried him in the earth at the bottom of the garden. And all his molecules w...