Sometimes you will hate me because I will tell you the truth about your game. And the truth can hurt/humble you.

There were a lot of days when I thought maybe this isn't what I should be doing. There've been a lot of days where you get to the point where you're ….

I began writing after my child was seriously hurt in a day care center accident, and I wanted to come home to be with her during her recovery..

Well, any love makes us vulnerable. Whatever we love will give the gift of pain somewhere along the road. But who would live sealed in spiritual cell….

If you have never been hurt by a word from God, it is probably that you have never heard God speak..

I love to live and I live to love..

Steel your sensibilities, so that life shall hurt you as little as possible..

There is no wisdom but in death.

We are less hurt by the contempt of fools than by the lukewarm approval of men of intelligence..

Wisdom is for statues. Humor uncaps our inhibitions, unleashes our energies, seals friendships, patches hurts. Laughing is probably the most alive yo….

I've been racketeered on..

What we do belongs to what we are; and what we are is what becomes of us..

You find out what's in you when it comes out.

There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope. The hopers would feel slighted if they knew..

My scars remind me that I did indeed survive my deepest wounds. That in itself is an accomplishment. And they bring to mind something else, too. They….

I've become very, very liberal as far as war is concerned. It's just too terrible. I've been to wars and I've seen what happens. I know what it is to….

A question: when is a bed not a bed? When it is angled lie-flat. My back hurts, my legs ache and my clothes are all rumpled - and all because the air….

All of the music works on its own, but it doesn't really make as much sense without the picture..

People are seeing me as the guy who wants to get hurt, who wants to break a bone, get bruises. And that's how it was growing up with six brothers. I ….

I assume the Spirit is always whispering, "Abba", to God's children, assuring them that they are safe in His care. And he is continually calling them….

When I hit one over, I knew I was good..