When you forgive, you love. And when you love, God’s light shines upon you.
What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?
I'm going to paraphrase Thoreau here... rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth.
Mr. Franz, I think careers are a 20th century invention and I don't want one.
I don’t want to know what time it is. I don’t want to know what day it is or where I am. None of that matters.