The Holy Spirit speaks many languages; among them the languages of art in all its forms.
You'd think someone who'd been to medical school would be able to hear through a stethoscope that somebody was empty inside.
All I know is that I carried you for nine months. I fed you, I clothed you, I paid for your college education. Friending me on Facebook seems like a small thing to ask in return.
It seems to me that no matter what religion you subscribe to, acts of kindness are the stepping-stones to making the world a better place--because we become better people in it.
The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.
Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?
Everybody has forgotten about showmanship. People don't look like rock stars any more. They just look like regular dudes off the street.
All I can do is take influences from where I was raised.
Historians write favorably, you know, for example, about Stalin because he was doing big things.
Let us look and see, then, how they manage their concerns - they for whose cause we are to labour, devote ourselves, and grow enthusiastic.