Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things

She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand through a sieve.

It came out sparkling like liquid sky.

Dorothy scratched her dark head, yawning wide, and white feathers floated out of her hair.

If we allow our Christian faith to be adulterated with materialism, watered down by secularism, and intermingled with a bland humanism, we cannot stand up to a system that has vowed to bury us.

I am in the prime of my womanhood, nunga-nungas poised and trembling (attractively). Lips puckered up and in peak condition for a snogging fest.

I've always said that people have unrealistic expectations.

Women have the feeling that since they didn't make the rules, the rules have nothing to do with them.

I believe it is my duty to share the gifts I have learned. How dare I have the tools for finding serenity and not share them with the world?

I deserve to live a good life, and I begin now.

Lead worshipers: Our primary task is simply to help others worship.

Several times we were stranded in strange places without any money and with our credit cards cancelled - trapped in a hotel that we couldn't check out of because we had no money to check out.

I think every physical program has to come from good nutrition.