“I poured out the torrent of my long-standing discontent and I challenged them to do and dare anything.”

“I grieve and dare not show my discontent, I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,I do, yet dare not say I ever meant, I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate. I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned, Since from myself another self I turned. My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.”

“His scream was more of a roar, pouring out of him in a great torrent. Screaming for his loss, venting his pain.”

“I learned a long time ago that I can't control the challenges the creator sends my way, but I can control the way I think about them and deal with them”

“Dare: a challenge to do something dangerous or foolhardy.I dare you. Three stupid words.”

“I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is groundUpon my flesh t'inflict another wound.Yet dare I not complain, or wish for deathWith holy Paul; lest it be thought the breathOf discontent; or that these prayers beFor weariness of life, not love of thee.”