When A Man Loses His Vision Of

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.

In The Beginning, I Had Considered These Stops On My Journey As Interruptions - But I'm Coming To Understand That Perhaps These Detours Are My Journey.

I Don't Want To Go To Peru. "how Do You Know? You've Never Been There." I've Never Been To Hell Either And I'm Pretty Sure I Don't Want To Go There.

At One Time In My Career, Barnes And Noble Bookstores Categorized My Books As Religious Fiction.

We Can Spend Our Days Bemoaning Our Losses, Or We Can Grow From Them. Ultimately The Choice Is Ours. We Can Be Victims Of Circumstance Or Masters Of Our Own Fate, But Make No Mistake, We Cannot Be Both. The Walk - Epilogue Page 288