It is one thing to say Jesus is all you want; until He is all you have and you discover He is all you ever needed.
O do not weep, she says, for ages past I was and I endure
Light threatens, is active, is gone, so it is with a song.
She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.
Escape from the power of the hunting pack, and to know that wisdom is best and beauty sheer holiness.
Sing and your hell is heaven, your heaven less hell.
I testify to rainbow feathers, to the span of heaven and walls of colour, the colonnades of jasper.
Everything must have in it a sharp seasoning of truth.
Earn trust, earn trust, earn trust. Then you can worry about the rest.
What action could bodies and substances have if they were not named in a further increase of dignity where common nouns become proper nouns?
Baby it's you. You're the one I love. You're the one I need. You're the only one I see.