If as an adult I have scolded and then silenced the child within me, I contend that I am neither an adult nor a child. Rather, I am just plain ignorant.

We ask, ‘Why the need for God?’ Maybe the better question is ‘Why the need not to need Him?’ And could it be that that question in fact evidences our need for Him?

You are not made in ‘your image’. You are, in fact, made in ‘God’s image’. Therefore, which one are you looking for when you look in the mirror?

If I’ve prayed, I never have to worry about being the first one to show up.

In the end, if we don't have God we don't have anything other than an end.

The darkness that follows a sunset is never so dark that it can change the inevitability of a sunrise.

Faith is rare because fear is rampant. For faith will demand that I step into places that fear itself fears to go.

Forgiveness allows the burdens that we carry to become the histories that we forget.

When we choose to stay down, we are in reality confusing wisdom with cowardice. When we choose to stand back up, we are using wisdom to overcome cowardice.

I can arrogantly brag that the doors I choose in life open wide and grant me unobstructed passage. But the widest doors tend to lead to the worst places.

A compass calibrated by my greed is a rather shrewd way to legitimize my agenda. However, true north on a compass such as this is a straight line to the edge of a really big cliff.

Every place there's people, there's badness.

A gospel that is focused on miracle is creating fraudulent act.

Here I find the true nature of the tree - not in the bulk of its shape but in the way its form alters my vision of the world.

In every religion there is an element of the supernatural, varying with the influence of pure reason over its devotees.

Cocaine decisions that you make today, will mean nothing later on when you get nose decay.

The Great Gatsby' [...] was my 'Tom Sawyer' when I was twelve [....]

Next week, or next month, or next year I will kill myself. But I might as well last out my month's rent, which has been paid up.

He danced on the knife’s edge between awareness and sleep. When he dreamt like this, he was a king. The world was his to bend. His to burn.

You've gotten so caught up in being alone that you're afraid of what might happen if you actually find someone else that can take you away from it.

You visualize yourself as the person you want to be. You strive to make the ideal in your mind become a reality on the canvas of Time.