Happy endings are for people that can't survive the alternative. What a bunch of wimps.

In between waking up from bed in the morning and going back in the evening, let something happen. God will bless that “something” for you.

There are things you forget naturally-computer passwords, your father's continuing relationship with life-and then there are things you can't forget that you wish you could.

"I'm sorry that I spell'd the word I hate to go above you Because" - the brown eyes lower fell - "Because you see I love you!"

It is okay not to like someone, but it is never okay to try and degrade, humiliate, or dehumanize them.

Why do I hate people? Who else is there to hate?

At the Throne of Glory it is not the nobly-born that are beloved, but the nobly-risen.

I need a semblance of routine so little things, like having my morning cup of English breakfast tea and going to Pilates early before the world gets hectic, keeps me calm.

Once the truth is denied to human beings, it is pure illusion to try to set them free. Truth and freedom either go together hand in hand or together they perish in misery.

Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.

You can't hang a man for shooting a woman who was trying to steal his horse.