“...what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afara...”

“Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days...”

“Resting on the roots of this old oak I lean back against his knotted trunk, shine my granny smith on my sleeve And ponder the days”

“If we change our thoughts from 'it's too late' to, 'there's still hope', we might see some change in the world.”

“Poetry will die when love and pain cease to exist.”

“I firmly disbelieve in death. A spirit never dies. Where it wanders when it leaves the flesh, is a cognitive proposition.”

“Each man had only one genuine vocation - to find the way to himself....His task was to discover his own destiny - not an arbitrary one - and to live it out wholly and resolutely within himself. Eve...”

“Hypocrisy is wretched because the hypocrite says with his tongue what is not in his heart. He wrongs his tongue and oppresses his heart. But if the heart is sound, the condition of the tongue follo...”

“Fly free spirits fly, for if you reach heaven before me, then at least I know to this world I have more love to apply. " ~ Roy Hale”

“Though it may be interesting to know how many hairs there are on the human head, or how the giant red spot on the surface of Jupiter was formed, the real truths we are interested in are those about...”

“He found solace in what he wrote. It was an attempt to discover who he was at the moment.”

“I don't think everyone wants to create the great American novel, but we all have a dream of telling our stories-of realizing what we think, feel, and see before we die. Writing is a path to meet ou...”

“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.”

“Nothing and no one can harm you unless you choose to allow it.”

“Nothing and no one can harm you unless you choose to allow it.”