“Ask yourself if what you’re doing today will get you closer to where you want to be tomorrow.”

The ink of the scholar is more holy than the blood of the martyr.

You don’t find willpower, you create it.

Why the hell not?

My main goal in life is to be as good of a person my dogs already think I am.

It’s going to be hard, but hard doesn’t mean impossible.

Amidst the mists and coldest frosts he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts.

His love roared louder than her demons.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.

The real trouble with reality is that there is no background music.

For GOD is greater than our hearts, and He knows everything.

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but of power and of love and of calm and well balanced mind and discipline and self-control.

When money talks, Nobody checks the grammar.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized other people only understand from their level of perception.

Finally brothers and sisters; whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable – if anything is excellent or praiseworthy – think about such things.

Books aren’t just made of words they’re also filled with places to visit and people to meet.

Summer bodies are made in the winter.

How will we know its forever? We will spend our days together laughing, and never check the time.

I wonder if one day I will ever feel as though I am not hard to love.

Give a man a fish and feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime. Teach a man to cycle and he will realize fishing is stupid and boring.

In public affairs men are often better pleased that the truth, though known to everybody, should be wrapped up under a decent cover than if it were exposed in open daylight to the eyes of all the world.

If the days knew where you went it would not have become winter so soon, Nor the cold that freezes my hands would have tasted so much of longing for you.

One day at a time either you can be what people want you to be, or to be who you are.

The sky is blue for most of the day but it never gives up even for a single day.

Two showers a day and I’m still a thousand more from washing you away.