...the Measure Of Life Is Revealed In

Don't Try To Write What Other People Are Writing - Write What Is True To You.

It's Our Memories That Make Us Who We Are. Without Them, We're Nothing. If That Means We Have To Hurt Sometimes, It's Worth It.

I've Never Understood Why People Said 'in Your Own Words.' Who Else's Words Would I Use?

There Are Moments, It Would Seem, That Were Created In Cosmic Theater Where We Are Given Strange And Fantastic Tests. In These Times, We Do Not Show Who We Are To God, For Surely He Must Already Know, But Rather To Ourselves.

If The Errors Of My Life Have Profited Me One Great Truth It Is This: Believe. Believe In Your Destiny And The Star From Which It Shines. Believe You Have Been Sent From God As An Arrow Pulled From His Own Bow. It Is The Single Universal Trait Which The Great Of This Earth Have All Shared, While The Shadows Are Fraught With Ghosts Who Roam The Winds With Mournful Wails Of Regret On Their Lips. Believe As If Your Life Depended Upon It, For Indeed It Does.