How often have I painted a splendid picture of a journey marked by courageous ascents and daring desert crossings when all along all I’ve really been doing is running?

The dark might be dark, but at least we don’t have to look at ourselves when we’re standing in it.

There are many places where we choose to hide. And in the hiding, we soon realize that hiding never eliminates what we are hiding from.

Apathy is unconditional surrender where we are driven into hiding by unrealistic fear, and firmly held there by the misinformed belief that we are helpless to do anything other than hide. Therefore, apathy survives solely on lies and can be completely abated by truth.

The darkness makes everything disappear but it makes nothing go away.

I would suggest that the prisons I incessantly create are not designed to lock me in, rather they are designed to lock the world out. And the oddity is that either way, I am a prisoner who has sentenced himself to a prison within which I do not belong.