“Its about time we stopped writing our names the sand and started writing our names in the stars.”

I hope you know that even on days you don’t feel whole – you are enough.

When you learn to belong to yourself, everywhere you go will feel like home.

The miracle you’re looking for? It’s you.

You owe it to yourself reach for the stars and not just the low hanging fruit.

Self Love is not apologizing for taking care of yourself.

You can be playful with your life, or you can just watch your life play out. Which will you choose?

Before you check out for the weekend, check in with someone you love.

I always wanted to see the world. But I never expected to find it in your eyes.

Every time I am wrong about someone, I know I am closer to the right one.

Remember that when you make your dreams come true, you help someone else dream bigger too.

Oh darling, falling in love overrated. The real magic is in a love that stays.

You can be proud of your strength while also being vulnerable – because that requires strength too.

I am made of sunsets. I am always changing, sometimes breathtaking, and sometimes too tired to put on a show.

I am afraid of many things, but what scares me the most is being unforgettable.

Stop postponing stress relief, and start prioritizing your wellbeing.

You can reinvent yourself as many times as it takes to feel at home inside.

The masterful work of the DP [Director of Photography] Kevin McKnight and his crew, and the layers and depths each actor goes to to ensure we the audience feel a human connection to these characters led me to sign my name on the dotted line.

And when someone else speaks your name you feel pleased. You feel wanted. You feel there. Alive.

Whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through Him to God the Father.

Even if they’re saying your name with dislike, at least you know you’re you, that you exist.

Not to us, O LORD, not to us, but to your name give glory, for the sake of your steadfast love and your faithfulness!

I’ve always felt that even though a man was not a Christian, he still has to know the truth some way or another. Or if he was a Christian, he could know the truth. The truth itself doesn’t have any name on it to me. And each man has to find this for himself, I think.

Trapnest means “The Trapped Den” Once we enter it, we can’t get out by our own means I thought that that name could only come from a man who love having power over other.

I also studied privately in NYC with a teacher named Robert X. Modica.