Tomorrow is an illusion suggesting that another chance always exists. It is a dangerously false illusion.

It’s too bad we’re not all teddy bears. More stuffing would only make us cuter and cuddlier.

You can’t argue with insanity. You can stare at it, gaping and incredulous, but arguing with it is futile.

Statistics, likelihoods, and probabilities mean everything to men, nothing to God.

I’m not saying that I think one man is better than the other. I’m not saying that either is kinder or wiser or more ambitious, more thoughtful, confident, or able. But the fact is that...

If I must start somewhere, right here and now is the best place imaginable.

Beauty that pleases the eye is a frail, fleeting illusion. But that beauty capable of pleasing the heart can endure endlessly.

Real? Real depends upon your perspective, Annabelle. People never see life exactly the same way. The world is what you think it is.

I hang around kids so people will assume when I act like one it’s because I’m babysitting.

Why certainly, words possess power. They do! But releasing their magic requires combining and arranging those words in the right order.

In someone’s darkest hour your simple act of kindness may imitate the sunrise, and to sad eyes you become their only source of light.

Life’s gonna kick you in the butt.That’s what it does. But if you gotta put up with this crap, the least you can expect is that your friends will stand by you. I mean, for...

Life demands much. Give more.

They say it’s impossible.I refuse to believe it. The journey may be difficult and the desired end unlikely. My patience and commitment may be tested by something that won’t happen overnight. It may be that...

Kind words are salve to a cankered soul; spread generously.

Love is many kind acts accumulated over time that leave us feeling wonderful.

Many times what we perceive as an error or failure is actually a gift. And eventually we find that lessons learned from that discouraging experience prove to be of great worth.

Are you what others say and think you are? Or are you who you are regardless of what others say and think?

Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of life.”—from “My Aquarius

Be thankful for your allotment in an imperfect world. Though better circumstances can be imagined, far worse are nearer misses than you probably care to realize.

The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, and everything shines with a fresh, colorful glow, making you forget that...

Saying ‘I’m sorry’ is saying ‘I love you’ with a wounded heart in one hand and your smothered pride in the other.

Let the giggles fill your mouth because nothing tastes as sweet as laughter.

Life isn’t all perpetual bliss, nor is it one woeful weeping session. But you can concentrate so hard on noticing moments of one or the other that either a bright outlook or dim expectations becomes...

To punish someone for your own mistakes or for the consequences of your own actions, to harm another by shifting blame that is rightly yours; this is a wretched and cowardly sin.

Had she any respect for him at all, his words would’ve affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute.

No misery compares to staring at a clear night’s sky with arms stretched toward a coveted star, wishing on what is forever out of reach.

My generosity must bear a cost or there’d be no value in what you gain from it. There’d be no second thought for me, the tiny, humble mankin who came to save you. Is it...

It is said that you can’t write without a reader. The opposite holds true as well; you can’t read without a writer. But if as a single, creative person you are one in the same,...

There are many who don’t wish to sleep for fear of nightmares. Sadly, there are many who don’t wish to wake for the same fear.

This is life.Learning to love through loss. Seeking warm pockets in the bitter cold. Finding the worth of a smile on a cloudy day. Carrying the weight of the world on weary shoulders—mistakes, sins, injustices—added...

You made a choice—a single choice. How neat to think you may have opened the door to a wondrous future without knowing.

Life is a love story, with every character yearning for permanent refuge in someone’s heart.

Though I may accumulate a great deal of riches in this world, it is only my wealth of knowledge, talents, and emotional bonds that I keep when I leave.

It’s none of your concern what others say or think about you. Your happiness is your own responsibility.

I believe the main purpose of life is to accept with gratitude what you’ve been blessed with so that you may use those gifts to mold yourself into the best person you can possibly be....

Jesus Christ died to save us from our sins; we tend to concentrate on that merciful fact. But isn’t it also true He lived to show us a lifestyle free from sin? So, wouldn’t following...

When a child truly understands his grand potential, he looks to the stars not simply to make a wish but to chart a destination.

There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because they don’t yearn to reach out, but because they’ve tried and found no one who cares.

They tell me you’re the best and the worst thing to have happened to me, but I do not see how it can be both. For if my death resulted from your presence, an everlasting...

Life works on the same principle as a boomerang. It’s simple, really—what you send out you get back. A smiling face receives many smiles. Friendliness finds itself surrounded by friends. Giving hugs creates hugs. Offered...

To most, being locked away in solitary with nothing but pen and paper would prove a hard punishment. What a strange creature who views this as heaven.

People will insist on building high and wide barriers directly in your path, often with the intent of closing you in. If you treat these obstacles like fencing walls, they will prove mightily so. I...

A session of boasting won’t attract any real friends. It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.

Easter is…Joining in a birdsong,Eying an early sunrise,Smelling yellow daffodils,Unbolting windows and doors,Skipping through meadows,Cuddling newborns,Hoping, believing,Reviving spent life,Inhaling fresh air,Sprinkling seeds along furrows,Tracking in the mud.Easter is the soul’s first taste of spring.

From the beginning, man could look up at a vast universe dotted by innumerable stars to find every evidence that he was nothing. This evidence has only grown stronger as science and technology record an...

A writer writesregardless…even though…notwithstanding…despite…at any rate…anyhow…nevertheless…in the face of…undeterred by…heedless of…and because.The true writer simply continues to write.

A guilty conscience pushed me to try harder—which I did for what seemed like a tremendous amount of wasted time, staring bug-eyed at uncooperative pencils. What was missing? The answer seemed obvious—intense emotional incentive. But...

Life is a puzzle, a riddle, a test, a mystery, a game—whatever challenge you wish to compare it to. Just remember, you’re not the only participant; no one person holds all the answers, the pieces,...

I prefer to solve the world’s problems. They never seem as complicated as my own.