There Are No Random Acts.

The Basis Of Everything, Of All Knowledge, Is The Ability To Read.

All I Was Afraid Of Is Saying Good-bye.

No. You Can't Work Your Way Into Heaven. Anytime You Try And Justify Yourself With Works, You Disqualify Yourself With Works. What I Do Here, Every Day, For The Rest Of My Life, Is Only My Way Of Saying, 'lord, Regardless Of What Eternity Holds For Me, Let Me Give Something Back To You. I Know It Doesn't Even No Scorecard. But Let Me Make Something Of My Life Before I Go.. And Then, Lord, I'm At Your Mercy.

The Pain We Suffer Is A Way To Make Us Appreciate What Comes Next.

When You Are Measuring Life, You Are Not Living It.