Balance: a dance with how and when.

Mind chatter: a clatter of left-brain rains of doubt, worry, guilt, shame in a thunderstorm of fear. Forgive the chatter, clear your mind.

Gossip: a weed watered by wayward words.

Kindness: a waltz with forgiveness and hope.

Forgiveness: best for cleansing. Forgetfulness best for repetition.

Compassion: a robust dance between grace and wisdom.

Promises, like gardens need weeding from time to time to produce healthy results.

Life: composted lessons for our hearts to blossom into our souls.

Potential: a bridge between ask and grasp.

Fear melts like ice when we allow love's divine light to shine upon our ignorance.

As I digest what words I speak, I consume more wisely.

Desperation is like stealing from the Mafia: you stand a good chance of attracting the wrong attention.

No one can live entirely on their own, nor can any country or society exist in isolation.

Some men spend their whole life furnishing for themselves the things proper to life without realizing that at our birth each of us was poured a mortal brew to drink.

What happens to you here is forever.

I was born and raised in the South, which is pretty conservative.

The E.U. imports more agricultural goods from developing countries around the world than does the U.S., Canada and Japan, combined.

The only thing that exists is torment, lyricism, and the magnificence of language.

Actually, I bought one share of Warren Buffett's stock, probably 35 years ago, in order to read his letters.

The fate of a child is in the hands of his parents.

This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end.