Don't go wastin' all them bright tomorrows you ain't even seen by hangin' on to what happened yesterday. Let go, child. Just breathe out and let go.

You cannot amputate your history from your destiny, because that is redemption.

Whatever God is urging you to clear away cannot begin to be compared to what He ultimately wants to bring you.

My core message is that God has got a good plan for your lives, and we must trust Him, and let go of the past. That's my main message.

She couldn't alter the past but this was her chance to change the future.

Do you want to get . . . sober? Solvent? Educated? Better? Do you want to get in shape? Over your past? Beyond your upbringing? Do you want to get stronger, healthier, happier? Would you like to leave Bethesda in the rearview mirror? Are you ready for a new day, a new way? Are you ready to get unstuck?

Beneath the epidermis of today's deeds are the unresolved actions of years past.

But there is no way we can move forward together if you're going to hold me hostage to the past.

Late October Carefully the leaves of autumn sprinkle down the tinny sound of little dyings and skies sated of ruddy sunsets of roseate dawns roil ceaselessly in cobweb greys and turn to black for comfort. Only lovers see the fall a signal end to endings a gruffish gesture alerting those who will not be alarmed that we begin to stop in order to begin again.

Whether our new start was going to end in success or failure didn't cross my mind. What I did know, and know consciously, was that it was already exciting.

My tears were not for Bailey or Mother or even myself but for the helplessness of mortals who live on the sufferance of Life. In order to avoid this bitter end, we would all have to be born again, and born with the knowledge of alternatives. Even then?

History, despite its wrenching pain, Cannot be unlived, but if faced With courage, need not be lived again.