When you have defined yourself, circumstances don’t define you – they only refine you.

Loss taught me the strength of faith. Faith in a God who understands. Faith in a Saviour who gave His all. Faith in a Comforter who walked by my side.

Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief.

Loss taught me the priceless value of friends. I would have lost it but for my friends.

Loss taught me. It taught me that I won’t have people around me forever. The good I need to do to someone today, I may not have the opportunity to do tomorrow.

Loss taught me. Loss taught me that death comes to both the old and the young.

Our beliefs about our abilities and the capabilities we have are usually the limiting reactants in the chain reaction of our lives.

Money can't buy true love. Those promises. A real person who loves you, loves you from the heart.

Jesus gave his life on the cross for any who will believe. We're not redeemed by silver or gold. Jesus paid for it with his blood.

Nothing is more fatal to success than taking one's job as a matter of course.

I want, overall, to trust what I know is right. There have been many times when I haven't.

Lynx-eyes toward our equals, and moles to ourselves. [Fr., Lynx envers nos pareils, et taupes envers nous.]

The Way of a Warrior is to establish harmony.

Too often we take notes on writing, we think about writing but never do it. I want you to walk into the heart of the storm, written words dripping off hair, eyelids, hanging from hands.

I have jokes I've told before and will tell again, but my favorite part of the night is talking to the crowd.

I want more than what I want. (Vina Apsara)

. . . it's not just the people we love, but the people we let love us back who show us how high we can really soar.