Of course my jokes are in poor taste$$$ inappropriate$$$ and confused; they reveal my lack of security. But that is because I have no respect for myself.

Why worry? If you've done the very best you can$$$ worrying won't make it any better.

Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe and stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.

The past can hurt. But the way I see it$$$ you can either run from it$$$ or learn from it.

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.

The weak are more likely to make the strong weak than the strong are likely to make the weak strong.

Love for the joy of loving$$$ and not for the offerings of someone else's heart.

The power of grief to derange the mind has in fact been exhaustively noted.

People say nothing is impossible$$$ but I do nothing every day.

A Word that Breathes Distinctly<br/>Has not the Power to Die