She can’t do that, she’s a girl.”The soldier smiled wryly, a shrug communicating his indifference.Eena laughed in her mind.(I don’t know what you think’s so funny. You’re the one who’s gotta pee.)Oddly enough, that fact...

Rest assured you make perfectly good nonsense. I understand you one-hundred-percent not at all.

When the time comes, we’ll see.

As I quietly stare off into space, eyes glazed over and brow thoughtfully taut, know that I am going about my business. I am a storyteller. Daydreaming is the best part of my job.

Poetry is the wailing of a broken heart―the etched sorrows of despairing souls. These artful words are an exclamation in rare colors expressed noiselessly on parchment. Poetry is the unheard cry of a budding flower,...

A finger beckons.My choice is to turn away.It is a mistake.

God will win every contest in life, so stop trying to beat Him at his own game.

I won’t lie—I don’t care.And you should quit trying to deceive yourself because I can tell by the way you show no desire to do anything but complain about the issue that you don’t honestly...

The denial of assistance is sometimes the greatest assistance. The trick is recognizing when this is the case.

Love is an afternoon of fishing when I’d sooner be at the ballet. Love is eating burnt toast and lumpy graving with a big smile. Love is hearing the words, ‘You’re beautiful,’ as I fail...

Happily-ever-afters don’t come in happily-every-days. They are found at the end of challenges-ever-met, promises-ever-kept, and tears-ever-wept.

What I learn today I shall know forever. Whether or not I remember that I know it is a different story.

Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.

Thoughts, quotes, and philosophies—good or bad—cause us to evaluate ourselves. And that is good.

Abandoned.The word alone sends shudders down a sensitive spine, troubling the thoughts of pained souls as their hurt swells in ripples. It is a sentence of undesired solitude often pronounced on the innocent, the trusting—administered...

One grateful thought is a ray of sunshine. A hundred such thoughts paint a sunrise. A thousand will rival the glaring sky at noonday – for gratitude is light against the darkness.

When it comes to the crusty behavior of some people, give them the benefit of the doubt. They may be drowning right before your eyes, but you can’t see it. And you’d never ask someone...

A liar deceives himself more than anyone, for he believes he can remain a person of good character when he cannot.

It’s good to look at life from the bottom up so you can see that things have risen above what they once were.

The place where you continually return for love and acceptance—that’s home.

And so the game went on in this manner, a throng of children playing keep-away from a bowling ball tossed back and forth between two plump ogres. The air filled with shrieks and cheers and...

Autumn is a cunning muse who steals by degrees my warmth and light. So distracted by her glorious painting of colors, I scarcely realize my losses until the last fiery leaf has fallen to the...

They went back to scooping up breakfast, licking the mess off their fingers. Soon the pile of berry mush was gone and their tongues were dyed a nice midnight blue. Ian seemed in a good...

A kiss says it all—I like you.I love you.I need you.I want you.I value you.I fancy you.I adore you.I prefer you.I missed you.I cherish you.I support you.I care for you.I long for you.I think of...

Time is an imp—a pesky, little, hellish troll that hastens the clock when I smile but then delays the passing of minutes when I frown.

What is more powerful than the love of a mother? Perhaps only God’s hand in answering her earnest pleadings on your behalf.

Funny thing how when you reach out, people tend to reach right back. Best, then, to make sure your hand is open and not fisted.

Love tickles parts of you that, prior to its influence, you didn’t even know could feel.

It’s not my job to make you happy. It’s your job to learn that only those who quit selfishly seeking their own happiness find it.

Just pick a goal and stick to it―no big complicated secret.

A man once believed he could fly—and he did. Another believed he could walk on the moon—and he did. Why not believe your wildest dreams can come true? Why not see the stars as reachable?

You’re alive?

There are things that make no sense,that seem unreal,that can’t be grasped or understoodor explained,that maybe don’t even exist…And still, somehow, those wonderful things touch and change our lives.Isn’t it strange?

It’s amusing to me that we refer to people who live in their heads as detached, disturbed, or mad, when reality for anyone is actually a matter of the individual’s state of mind. The mad...

Four-letter words have always offended me. I cringe at hearing them. Can’t, don’t, and won’t are the worst.

Artistry exists in everyone. What makes it blossom is a soul’s personal desire to find an outlet for expression.

If your best friend truly is the person who knows you completely and loves you anyway, wouldn’t that be your mother?

In an unfathomable expanse of universe supporting galaxies of star systems with orbiting planets innumerable, I am nothing. And yet to the few bodies encircling my tiny little spot in the world, I am essential.

The key to success is having no qualms about failure.

A single act of kindness is like a drop of oil on a patch of dry skin—seeping, spreading, and affecting more than the original need.

Kind words and tender affections will not save me from this lake of woe and misery, but they may be enough of a buoy to prevent my drowning.

I’m convinced that whatever contains human emotions is composed of the most fragile material, for it can shatter unpredictably and without effort. And yet it is a resilient marvel as well, able to mend instantly...

Believing in yourself means more than simply believing in your own ultimate success; it means believing you will survive failures, disappointments, rejections, and criticism but still persist.

You pierce me with a look, a word, a gesture. And yet those same weapons could shield me from hurt if you so choose.

Punishing a person for the wrongs of another makes about as much sense as throwing up to enjoy the meal a second time.

Fathers…Rise at dawn.Stand up strong.Fix and build.Plow the field.Carry the weight.Work ’til late.Encourage our dreams.Provide the means.Fight with might.Defend what’s right.Protect the home.Refuse to roam.Forge the way.Take time to play.Spoil our moms.Keep homelife calm.And all...

They think I’m a god,” he snapped.That was a pretty good argument.

I wonder at times if we’re not all blind. It just seems there are an abundance of books unread, paint strokes not admired, and performances unattended. So much attention painstakingly sought and not given.

Of course Derian will believe you. When does anything ever happen to you that isn’t unreal?”Knowing he was right, she shoved him off the log anyway.

Dare to imagine. Dare to be. Books are the seeds. Dreams are the soil. The fruit of the harvest, a world reborn.