I am not afraid to die; I am only afraid of saying goodbye to you forever.

Perspective is as simple as answering this question: If I had 5 months to live would I experience this problem differently?

Living a life somewhere else in your mind is nothing more than being a prisoner where you are.

God is up to something, but you will never know unless you figure out the difference between who is the messenger carrying your future and who is the person holding you back.

Silence is a lie that screams at the light.

Live in such a way that when you die you leave God in your will for your children.

God didn’t design your life so you would constantly fall down, but he does hope that you will be brought to your knees.

Dreams are built around the word hello, but in the end fate only knows the word goodbye.