Leeches are singing in my asshole.
Now, 75 years [after ], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books.
A photograph doesn't gain weight or lose weight, or change from being happy to being sad. It's frozen. You can use it, then recycle it.
Confusion of goals and perfection of means seems, in my opinion, to characterize our age.
Why wait to forgive and let go only after you have sufficiently wallowed in your despair? Why not forgive and let go now?
The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.
Authentic Christian living has its own order of priority in our lives: God first, others second, self third.
Love is an awfully personal thing for most of us, so why isn't hate?
Readers are the glue that binds the books together.
Life is rich always changing always challenging and we architects have the task of transmitting into wood concrete glass and steel of transforming human aspirations into habitable and meaningful...
If you want to brighten up a person's day.Give them a rainbow.