You gotta show kids YOU’RE not scared (even if inside at times you are) and when you show you’re not afraid of the “monsters” then they too will stand up even when the lights are...

Learning is not filling up a box but seeing and imagining what we can create with it.

Don’t ask me what it means; ask me how it felt.

Change? Start by keeping a small promise.

Imagine going a long time without seeing someone you love. Then after months or years getting the moment to see them and catch up. I think that’s what death is like. Going a long time...

Don’t ask me what it means; ask me what it felt.

Most often it is in heartache that we love more boldly.

Forget the American dream…whats your dream? The thing that keeps you up at night…the thing that makes you happy…the thing that keeps your spirit going. Do that thing. Don’t label it a hobby or what...

We are all different. God made us that way. Drawing a line in the sand due to that is indeed unfortunate.

Write as though your life depended on it.

I don’t really enjoy experiencing pain. No one does. But we will become less human if we learn to detach ourselves from one another to the point that when we experience death of a beautiful...

Yesterday I smiled, tomorrow never came and today is what I’m living.

A few lessons learned as a teacher: I’ve learned that if you whisper, children will listen…a scribble can be anything (I mean anything!) a monster, a cat, a mom, a dad–our job is to ask...

Love what you do and your heart will lead the rest of the way.

Sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never hurt. Lies. Words hurt. The words we remember. Well, the hurt feeling the words caused stays with us forever.

People say they walk on the shoulders of giants. True, but have you ever walked like one?

Do the thing that scares you.

Start each day asking, “How do I want others to feel?” Then act accordingly.

Be simple. Be direct. Be clear. Don’t worry about being correct. Worry about being real.

I don’t live to work. I work to live. Before I die I know I lived.

My heart is bigger than my fist.

Create something. Create something ugly. Create something beautiful. I don’t care what it is. Create it. 

I never wanted a too die for house, or a too die for car. I always wanted a too die for life.If you were to die tomorrow would you feel like you did everything you...

The brain. Where words mean something. The heart. Where words feel something. When both work together. Kaboom.

Walls get made, walls crumble, buildings get built, buildings collapse, memories get made, memories last.

Just do what makes sense.

Education is not filling up a box but seeing what you can create with one and don’t you ever forget that!

The only thing we should scream into the world is love.

There is no way to clearly capture or sum up life…when fully lived.

I wish we lived in a world where we’d be able to survive off our talents not money

The only reality is the now. Why live in the tomorrows and the yesterdays? Live now.

Don’t just read to read. Read to understand.

Some say they stand on the shoulders of giants. True. But have they ever tried walking like one?

Running my fastest not from my past. Running from those who have hurt me in it. And, they can’t catch me anymore. I escaped from the land of make believe.