Love is the salt of life.

Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.

We like the gift when we the giver prize.

Although the testimony of my mother’s life helped mold me and taught me how to live, the testimony of her last years and her death gave me insight into how to die.

Thinking about something is the surest way to miss out on the beauty of that actual something.

I take you and pile high the memories. Death will break her claws on some I keep.

Don't just think, ACT!

Authority forgets a dying king.

Maybe with boxing and good focus, I can fix myself and make my mother proud.

Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

Gotos aren't damnable to begin with. If you aren't smart enough to distinguish what's bad about some gotos from all gotos, goto hell.

I'm the type that'll give any man a chance to come correct before leavin in a ambulance

Sometimes my life just don't make sense at all. The mountains looks so big and my faith just seems so small.