“And if you only opened the window you’d see the morning light seep through.”

She greets death with a curtsy.

You can hit me and push me but you can’t quite beat me.

I lay awake thinking about how none of it had to happen for me to get to this point; and how I’m glad I got there, anyway.

It’s just me and my mangled limbs your touch soothing but unconvincing singsong whispers of lives unlived.

Hearts retch on homestretch where will we go?

I don’t believe in love at first sight; only now I realize that you did.

As I feel your heart shatter like sand through my helpless fingers I envision ripples through the tar of your blood.

I link dar’s many a slaveholder’ll git to Heaven. Dey don’t know no better. Dey acts up to de light dey hab.

Atheism is so senseless. When I look at the solar system, I see the earth at the right distance from the sun to receive the proper amounts of heat and light. This did not happen by chance.

Every man has his own heaven, for me, heaven has always been being in the movies. When I used to imagine this place there was always a bright light.

Like a flash of lightning and in an instant the truth was revealed.

I feel that we’re all lighthouses, and my job is to shine my light as brightly as I can to the darkness.

Sometimes, finding the light means you must past through the deepest darkness.

Flowers don’t worry about how they’re going to bloom. They just open up & turn toward the light & that makes them beautiful.

You have light and peace inside of you. If you let it out, you can change the world around you.