So there are cakes and pillows and colors galore, but underneath this more obvious patchwork quilt are places like a quiet room where you can go and hold someone's hand and not have to say anything.

How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.

You save yourself or you remain unsaved.

I stared at her black hair. It was shiny like the promises in magazines.

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.

Your first kiss is destiny knocking.

You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate.

I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.

I would like to tell you that I am, and you will one day be, forever safe.

She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was.

Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.

A small act is worth a million thoughts.

To those of you who are leading LifeGroups, I want you to know, you are the heroes of our mission.

Jehovah is guarding all those loving him, But all the wicked ones he will annihilate.

The State always stands for swindling, intrigue, and privilege, and cannot stand for anything else.

Listen to me: a family man is never a real family man. An assassin is never entirely assassin. They play a role, you understand. While a dead man, he is really dead. To be or not to be, right?

When you are unconditionally open and soft in your heart while your self empties and while your self fills, you live fulfilling the law of containment.

Sometimes I wonder about the Creator of the Universe.

My secret is a very simple one: I pray. To pray to Christ is to love him.

Instead of doing cinnamon, nutmeg, and all those baking spices I'll have one spice that's for sweets, and that's pumpkin pie spice.

No man is really happy or safe without a hobby.