My hope is that some day, those who believe in reason will be able to influence the course of history as much as those of faith.

What a tiny world it would be without imagination.

Dad told me once that life is an accidental adventure, peppered with beautiful moments, but salted with stinging realities.

Most humans do not realize it consciously, but expressions and eyes say far more than words. Tears may produce little water, but they are a flood of expression.

All the greatest ideas to realize, or mysteries to be solved, are seeds born in the human mind. The wish to understand them is the gardener in each of us, but the only true path to their growth and successful harvest, is to start with a fertile soil.

As long as I write, I am always boundless and never alone.

Healthy is a heart that still feels pain. Once we’re numb to it all, it’s over.

The deeper you love, the more powerful the pain that inevitably comes with it. The cruelest part of all is if I do find someone to share my life with eventually one of us will be left alone. The illusion that two become one is just that. In reality, most of us die alone.