In my godless household, poems were the closest we came to sacred speech -- the only prayers said.

A dysfunctional family is any family with more than one person in it.

Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild.

Even the best of us are at least part-time bastards.

Ten years, she's dead, and I still find myself some mornings reaching for the phone to call her. She could no more be gone than gravity or the moon.

The words and sentences you take into your body from books are no less sacred and healing than communion. Surely at least one such person lives in your zip code.

I find a great deal of comfort and care in my faith and prayer. I'd sooner do without air than prayer.

When I got sober, I thought giving up was saying goodbye to all the fun and all the sparkle, and it turned out to be just the opposite. That's when the sparkle started for me.

I'm doomed to act like myself, even when it's inconvenient!

I believe in God, but even if you don't, you can believe in a self, the person who is innately who you are. Once you fully become that person, then everything you do will be blessed.

How much smaller the large places are once we're grown up, when we have car keys and credit cards.

So a good man can be a bad Christian?""I suppose so.""Then a bad man, " I said, "can be a good Christian?

We create our own reality. The blessing (or problem) with this is that when one creates one's own reality, one must live it! Are you living a blessing or is it a curse?

My feelings for Raphael are mine, and mine alone. I loved him, and that is all anyone needs to know. The rest is no business of any man's.

Real humility is not about denying the gifts you are offered

War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts.

And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men let him lie.

When the heart stops for one beat it is desire, when it stops for one life time it is love

Every worthwhile accomplishment, big or little, has its stages of drudgery and triumph: a beginning, a struggle, and a victory.

I love directing and that's where I'm headed. That's where my head is at.

When asked what he would do if he knew the world would end tomorrow, Martin Luther said, "I would plant a tree."