In order to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself.

There is always a choice. Always. So do not say, you had no choice. Good or bad, doing it or not, is about you, not choices. Always.

Poetry is the yearning of the soul to break free!

The thing I miss most from home, is having a home.

To be filled with bliss and harmony on earth is a reflection of heaven order

Whatever you focus on overwhelms you. Whether that be past or present, friend or foe, love or hate, problem or GOD. Let GOD be your choice of overwhelm.

Life is made up of a few moments all strung together like pearls. Each moment is a pearl, and it is up to us to pick the ones with the highest luster. If we do not have time to do great things, take a...

I don't have to look at your eyes to listen that's whatmy ears are for.

This general eclipse of ambition and determination and fortitude, all of the very qualities on which I have prided myself, is ridiculous, and, I must admit, somewhat obscene.

In this current generation, the church is not prospering in its mandate to extend kingdom principles throughout culture

The real church is comprised of a long list of "formers" who collectively work together for world reform.

On God's calendar, there are no ordinary days.

Guys who kiss girls on the forehead are the sweetest and the best gentlemen you can ever have.

With commitment and vision, it is possible to build a bridge between potential partners and communities whose work is of relevance to peace-building initiatives.

Forty-two years after Dr. King was murdered, we are still a nation of inequality. People of color, women, gays, lesbians, and others are still treated as second-class citizens. Yes, things have change...

Privilege is when you can afford to sit back and watch as others' rights are trampled upon.

So many people don't think seriously about the fact that Personal Responsibility is one of the most essential credentials in National transformation

Live life and learn life! Face life and challenge life! Challenge life and win life! Win life and understand life! All good and great hunters once upon a time shot wrongly, missed a good prey, went ho...

My approach is different. My mistakes are conscious mistakes. And I learn more than those I despise way too often than those I admire.

Was it possible there was some fatal flaw in their matching, that they were ultimately, impossibly different--dissimilar enough to fall in love, but too fundamentally distinct to stay together?