“Recovery isn’t an end-game. It’s an every day, by the grace of God, I choose me, I choose them, I’ve come this far, I will not go back, war for my soul that I will not lose.”

We are all broken things. But there’s so much beauty in those cracks. And so much strength in those places we’ve mended.

He speaks to me with his heart. and my heart cannot help but listen.

This place, this moment is the most peaceful and the most beautiful I have ever known.

I’ve heard it said that to love completely is to lose yourself. How can that be? when loving you is discovering myself over and over again.

The only castle you were ever meant to live in, my child, is the one that’s always existed in your soul.

Love. There are no barriers against its infinite power, my child, save for those we impose upon ourselves.

Yes, my child, in this world, following your heart, remaining true to your soul, is sometimes the bravest thing you’ll ever do.

It’s his soul that speaks to me.

They never told us love would be easy. They only showed us love would always be enough.

You don’t need to define this moment, my child. You need only live it.

Be gentle with yourself, my child. In your hands you hold all that is precious within you.

But it was the way he loved me that made me want to stay forever.

But above all, my child, grace is choosing love when faced with hate.

Love worth reaching for. Worth hurting for. Worth dying for. This love worth fighting for. And worth staying for.

Great is Your presence, Lord. Great is Your peace. Great is Your truthfulness. Blessed be are we.

One of the things that makes him so incredibly beautiful to me is the way he loves so completely.

Christians fight best on their knees. Whatever good may be done is done and brought about by prayer.

But the devil is a subtle worm; he does not give up at one defeat, for he knows human nature, and the strength of the forces which battle for him.

I have always tried to be true to myself, to pick those battles I felt were important. My ultimate responsibility is to myself. I could never be anything else.

I have always tried to be true to myself, to pick those battles I felt were important. My ultimate responsibility is to myself. I could never be anything else.

If there’s a silver bullet in the battle to recapture Albany, it is the re-engagement of our citizens. This capital has become a physical metaphor for the isolation and alienation of our people.

I believe public education is the new civil rights battle and I support charter schools.

To sustain an environment suitable for man, we must fight on a thousand battlegrounds. Despite all of our wealth and knowledge, we cannot create a redwood forest, a wild river, or a gleaming seashore.

The fight isn’t over – it’s just begun. It’s time to suit up for a battle that might determine the war.