Everyone needs someone who can show them what heaven looks like.

Your transformation will begin the moment you stop worrying for someone rise to rescue you.

We're all in the human race. The question is, are you running toward your dreams or just away from your fears?

She was a tragic beauty. Sadness had left its fingerprints all over her face.

Birthing is never easy or without pain, be it a universe, a child, or a fresh start in life. Contraction precedes expansion. Darkness comes before dawn. Joy follows pain. This is the way of things.

Opening to love will always involve risk, but a heart safe from pain is one also locked to joy.

Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.

When sorrow's cup is filled up to the brim, the slightest touch of memory can cause tears to spill again.

Strangely incurious, her lovers from before. She has worlds within I'm longing to explore.

She had a very inconvenient heart. It always insisted on feeling things ever so deeply.

She thirsted for love, but found only a mirage. Some hearts are a desert you can die wandering in.

Mmm, bacon.

The loss of my child broke my spirit.

God's judgment is not like man's judgment. It is not a suspension of His Love but an extension of His Love. His justice is always righteous, so His judgment is always Love.

Liberty lends us her wings and Hope guides us by her star.

We don't need to respond with desperate violence.

I immediately suspected there was much more to it than was being said.

... always been a goal-oriented girl. it was both her strength and her weakness. She had a drive to completion that always gets things done, but it also made her inflexible, and stubborn.

A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.

Your first encounter of the day has a more direct bearing on your attitude for that day than your next five encounters.