He was the heat of a fire and the sweetness of the moon I'd only just met.

More than most, I know the pain of surviving.

Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.

I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I will want him. And even then I suspect my particles will long for his.

Because I love you.' It was easy to say it this time now that I understood what it meant. Then I quoted his own words back to him. 'Not just when it's easy. All the time.

Sometimes the past needed to stay buried; it was the only way you could move on. And sometimes you had to dig it up, because that too was the only way.

A huntress never stabbed anything she didn't want to.

Most people can’t stomach silence; it provides too much opportunity to think about things they prefer to avoid.

Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.

My skill didn't lie in planning battles, only in fighting them.

Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag on like the death of a thousand cuts.

My mama always said, You can always ask. The worst they can do is say no. But I don’t think Mama was thinking about revenge and murder when she dealt out that piece of homespun advice

Don't let fear or insecurity stop you from trying new things. Believe in yourself. Do what you love. And most importantly, be kind to others, even if you don't like them.

But our highest objective should be that our children would repent from their sins, put their trust in Jesus Christ, and reflect the gospel to the world around them.

All these feelings need to be felt. We need to stomp and storm; to sob and cry; to perspire and tremble.

There is no greater thrill than to sing with a beautiful orchestra.

It's easy to get married, but hard to stay that way.

If you look on the history of art you observe how the most popular forms trample the rest. The abstract expressionists destroyed figurative work for more than 30 years.

[Jehovah is] certainly the most jealous, the most vain, the most ferocious, the most unjust, the most bloodthirsty, the most despotic, and the most hostile to human dignity and liberty.

Talent without craft is like fuel without an engine, it burns wildly but accomplishes nothing.

Email is familiar. It's comfortable. It's easy to use. But it might just be the biggest killer of time and productivity in the office today.