I opened the doors to Hell and walked in gleefully.

Beginnings are easy, but after that, happiness takes some work.

We had been younger. Yup, you can grow a lot in the blink of an eye.

And then Luke had appeared, like a gust that had come to teach me that in life, there was nothing more precious than life itself.

Somewhere in between, I had fallen for that boy.

At least, when there’s fear, there’s some human part left in you. Once that’s gone, though, there is nothing.

I forced my eyes open and saw the image that’s haunted me every day for the past years of my life. And every day, in my nightmares.

There is no in between, we all have to touch our own bottom.

Some might say it was lack of love –I would say it was out of love.

The end for us came with a knock on my window.

Maybe if I had gone on like that I could have stopped myself in time. Maybe at that point I still had it in me to come through.

The power of hope! Even a lack of ambition can, for a time, pay off as a necessary facet, as long as hope outweighs it.

Christmas is, for those who wish to follow the way of Jesus, an invitation to accept into our comfortable and safe lives those who come to us from far away, who seem ragged, marginal, in transition.

Google "brooklyn writer" and you'll get, Did you mean: the future of literature as we know it?

Freedom from mental distraction equals power. Body mind masters eventually come to the realization that this and every moment, on or off the field, is the moment of truth.

Most voters would rather have their purse or wallet stolen than be audited by the IRS.

Competitiveness always rests on the assumption of a life-and-death struggle.

The Americans are trying to expand their influence in the world, particularly in Europe. They are defending their own interests, not ours.

The minute health care becomes a huge, unwieldy, expensive government bureaucracy it's a permanent feature of life and there's nothing anyone can do about it.

We've got to know our history. We have to be able to bring our children to a place that they can be proud of.

Haters are confused admirers who can’t understand why everybody else likes you