How could she tell him that we come to love those who save us?

Nothing is ever quite right, is it, after a parent dies? No matter how well things go, something always feels slightly off.

Life is so often unfair and painful and love is hard to find and you have to take it whenever and wherever you can get it, no matter how brief it is or how it ends.

We are all ashamed in one way or another. Who among us is not stained by the past?

She can never tell him what she started to say: that we come to love those who save us. For although Anna does believe this is true, the word that stuck in her throat was not save but shame.

Strong words resonate.

Every anxiety is a mild form of premonition, and from that point the shade deepens till we get the forebodings and hauntings that merge into lunacy.

A very magnanimous statement, Gideon,” said Magnus. “I’m Gabriel.” Magnus waved a hand. “All Lightwoods look the same to me.

Forgive yourself for believing that youre anything less than beautiful.

What if you could find brand new worlds, right here on Earth, where anything is possible? Same planet, different dimension. I've found the gateway.

There are entire congregations who worship praise and praise worship but who have not yet learned to praise and worship God in Jesus Christ.

Philosophy limits the thinkable and therefore the unthinkable.

Low pay generally means harder work under worse conditions.

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

We can't all come and go by bubble!