Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken.And alive, for the first time in his life.

I've crossed a world of sand and tears in search of you.

Kas was right: a woman could destroy a man. This one could do so, simply by knowing his name. She could do so, simply with her eyes.

He smelled the salt on his own lips and the orange blossoms in her hair. Real ones, he could see now, tucked into the curls with cheap, native combs. The sight of them gave him hope.

He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it.

Caine was a murderer. A liar. A cad. A skulker in shadows and a heartless wretch. What sort of woman or God would love someone like him?

He heard the voice that had called to him in dreams, had saved him from the sands and from following his brother into the river.

Kent had begun sleeping with his good eye open, for he knew the mark of sedition when he saw it. Even partway blinded, who could see it better?

The shift from thinking that I must feel forgiveness to the practice of repetitive giving forgiveness has helped me in my healing journey.

You can't make people right by making them feel wrong!

I'm not really a guy who wants to be a director, anyway.

Real socialism is inside man. It wasn't born with Marx. It was in the communes of Italy in the Middle Ages. You can't say it is finished.

Growing up, Paul Newman seemed like the ultimate manly actor. And then, I got to work with him and we became friends, so that was nice.

The musician is perhaps the most modest of animals, but he is also the proudest.

Time takes all and gives all

It is a true saying, that what you fear you find.

.. international hand of freindship. A cigarette

Oh Lord, I thank Thee that I can bring these people Thy Word. But Lord, there are other villages back in the jungle where no white man has gone. They need Jesus, too. Help me reach them!