Prayer is the most concrete way to make our home in God.
What works for eating and swimming might work for reading and writing.
Life's too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don't care.
I think about dying but I don't want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There's so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I'm still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can't quite figure out what the hell I'm doing or how to get out of it.
Everything that we've ever done has led up to this moment, so I presume there's a certain intricacy in that.
There's a lot that's happened in my life that maybe I didn't want to happen, but I suppose it's led me to exactly where I am now.
I’ve always tried to find God in lots of different things, whether that’s been drugs, women, etc, etc… But all those things are tangible and they exist and you can see them and you can feel them. Music doesn’t exist, physically. Yet is commands ever facet of my personality and it has the power to command people how to feel on a physical level, uncontrollably. And I find that so fascinating.
I never try to get noticed. It just happens. I never try.
Love said, "Wake still and think of me," Sleep, "Close your eyes till break of day," But Dreams came by and smilingly Gave both to Love and Sleep their way.
We don't know what we have until we find it.
There are a lot of great jokes you can sit down and write, but that's just a written joke, versus the comedy of the situation. Ideally, you're pulling as much comedy out of the situation as you can.