...red sings like summer in the shadows, hot on my tongue...

When your bright future, becomes a dull regret of the past, take a deep breath and move on.

In her mind she was free

What I mean by that is that the point of life, as I see it, is not to write books or scale mountains or sail oceans, but to achieve happiness, and preferably an unselfish happiness.

The moment someone chooses to trust in Jesus Christ, his sins are wiped away, and he is adopted into God's family. That individual is set apart as a child of God, with a sacred purpose.

The stupider the peasant, the better the horse understands him.

You're under pressure when you produce facts. You're working with facts in journalism, but you're under all kinds of formal constraints; there are expectations.

I've always said I'm more influenced in what I do by artists, and how they work, how they think, and the freedom they're given to work and think, than I really am by other writers.

Jesus washing the disciples feet is the most supreme act of humility in all of God’s word.

Every video I'm in, every magazine cover, they stretch you; they make you perfect. It's not real life.

It's like getting the Williams sisters to play (tennis) against a man, and they're far better athletes than she (Sorenstam) is.