We Become What We Look

Love Itself Is Not An Act Of Will, But Sometimes I Need The Force Of My Volition To Break With My Habitual Responses And Pass Along The Love Already Here.

If The Ocean Was Pure Mind And I Was A Wave, I Would Be In Terror If Itried To Distinguish Myself Fromthe Water That Produced Me.what Is A Wave Without Water, And What Is A Mind Without God?

To Live For Results Would Be To Sentence Myself To Continuous Frustration. My Only Sure Reward Is In My Actions And Not From Them.

Stands Must Be Taken. If I Am To Respect Myself I Have To Search Myself For What I Believe Is Right And Take A Stand On What I Find. Otherwise, I Have Not Gathered Together What I Have Been Given; I Have Not Embraced What I Have Learned; I Lack My Own Conviction.

I Like A Man With Faults, Especially When He Knows It. To Err Is Human