Beautiful. Worthy of the highest love. Powerful and perfect. Beautiful is my daughter.

What are we without belief, without purpose?

You are the daughter of your Father, inheritor of the Earth, beautiful and blameless, chosen.

The truth is beautiful, like you. The truth is you have been made perfect and are wholly loved. Chosen simply because you breathe, because you exist, because of who created you.

When the old men fight, the young people die.

We may be certain that whatever God has made prominent in His Word, He intended to be conspicuous in our lives.

All I want to do is give the world my heart... Record label tryina make me compromise my art.

There is no substitute for learning to live in our bodies.

If we mean to support the liberty and independence which has cost us so much blood and treasure to establish, we must drive far away the demon of party spirit and local reproach.

I'd love to do a PG-13 animated adventure. It would be great.

And by another year, Such as God knows, with freer air, More fruits and fairer flowers Will bear, While I droop here.

My personal analysis is that, if you are concerned about U.S. foreign policy and getting into foolish wars, then Hillary Clinton is not your woman. On the other hand, I mean neither is Donald Trump.

Take a month and show some kindness for the folks who thought that blindness was an illness that affected eyes alone.

Art flouts convention. Convention became convention because it works.