You've got to destroy a few lives on the way to where you want to get.
She snatched at the dream that had comforted her for so long. It was faded and thin, like a letter too often read.
What a pity every child couldn't learn to read under a willow tree.
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth. . . The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her. . . In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
the demons that make a person afraid are the hardest to cast out.
There is no escape if love is not there
Who would guess," he teased, "that I'd ever see you on a rooftop with straw in your hair?" Kit giggled. "Are you saying I've turned into a crow?" "Not exactly. " His eyes were intensely blue with merriment. "I can still see the green feathers if I look hard enough. But they've done their best to make you into a sparrow, haven't they?
The soul of the artist cannot remain hidden.
Because pornography is a tool of Satan that exploits and distorts our God-given sexuality, women - especially Christian women - need to understand the increasing threat of online pornography.
Once something is answered, then there's another question. Hence the eternal quest.
I grew up in a dictatorship, where you couldn't talk about difficult situations - there was this culture of silence. We would run into a problem and have no one to talk to.