More than blood passes through the human heart.

We automatically give to each person we meet, but we choose what we give. Our words, our actions, must consciously set the stage for the life we wish to lead.

I had to learn to forgive myself, not to judge, but to learn from the past. They showed me how vital it is to accept, be truthful, and love myself. So I could do the same with others.

If you go to bed at night and think about your day and you haven't laughed very much, then you must jump out of bed and go do something fun.

You either have faith or fear, not both. Things, they think, generate fear. The more things you have, the more you have to fear. Eventually you are living your life for things.

Forget the pain. Learn to endure. Focus your attention elsewhere.

I have learned that everything is an opportunity for spiritual enrichment.

If I simply live the principles that appear to be truth for me, I will touch the lives of those I am destined to touch.

Truth is truth. If you hurt someone, you hurt self. If you help someone, you help self.

All diseases and disorders have some spiritual connection and serve as stepping stones for us to listen to and learn from.

The only way to pass a test is to take the test

Ma? I think you have the spirit of husband-repelling. You are too hard, ma, you will not find a husband. But my pastor can destroy that spirit.

Believers, look up - take courage. The angels are nearer than you think.

I'm not reading currently because I'm getting revisions of a novel. If I read while I'm writing I will unconsciously plagiarize and go to jail.

The long and short of it is that I am now in a position in England to green light movies, and that's really excellent - not high-budget movies, but movies none the less.

To say that men can be bullheaded would be insulting to the bull.

I learned that people are much more game to mock their own personas than you would think.

One of the most difficult things for a writer in this business to accept is the uncertain fate of one's work.

In science we don't have prophets. We have heroes, but not prophets.

Enemies, as well as lovers, come to resemble each other over a period of time.

Glory is the child of peril.