There is no longer serious doubt in my mind that human life exists from the very onset of pregnancy.

We can see the child moving rather serenely in the uterus. The child senses aggression in its sanctuary. We see the child's mouth wide open in a silent scream.

We fed the public a line of deceit, dishonesty, a fabrication of statistics and figures.

Fewer women would have abortions if wombs had windows.

Overworking leads to exhaustion.

It seems improbable, unless one knows how obstinately, purposefully and unerringly any stricken animal will find its way to the same place where in the past it has endured suffering and recovered.

Many opportunities are missed, since we fail to give it a try.

The American Medical Association operating from a platform of negative vigilance presents no solutions but busily fights each change and then loudly supports it against the next proposal.

Society chooses to disregard the mistreatment of children, judging it to be altogether normal because it is so commonplace.

There is something very appealing about a room which one occupied as a child; it brings back one's childhood more vividly than anything else I know.

She knew that when she played she was giving pleasure only to herself; but this was no new sensation

Dawn tinted the darkness like water ink.

Not just in Christian music but also in a lot of Christian culture there is a lot of pretending that everyone is perfect, nobody is really going through much.

I had always been intrigued by the emotional aspect of adventure gaming-the fact that people get so personally involved.