Man Wonders But God Decides

Fantasy Is One Of The Soul's Brighter Porcelains.

Basketball Allowed Me To Revere My Father Without Him Knowing What I Was Up To. I Took Up Basketball As A Form Of Homage And Mimicry.

I've Always Believed That Dreams Were Both The Love Letters And The Hate Mail Of The Subconscious.

Happiness Is An Accident Of Nature, A Beautiful And Flawless Aberration.

The Great Teachers Fill You Up With Hope And Shower You With A Thousand Reasons To Embrace All Aspects Of Life. I Wanted To Follow Mr. Monte Around For The Rest Of My Life, Learning Everything He Wished To Share Of Impart, But I Didn't Know How To Ask.