Do not feel sorry for me if I am gone.

It is not easy for me to sing consonants, and I am sorry if I don't sing the 'S'.

I keep sailing on in this middle passage. I am sailing into the wind and the dark. But I am doing my best to keep my boat steady and my sails full.

I accepted the face that as much as I want to lead others, and love to be around other people, in some essential way, I am something of a loner.

To all my nonbelieving, sort-of-believing, and used-to-be-believing friends: I feel like I should begin with a confession. I am sorry that so often the biggest obstacle to God has been Christians.

My clients don't pay me to feel sorry; they pay me to bring them money. I am tough, but I have a soft side.