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Because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, so that, together we become a new creature. To mar...more

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But my memories are like a fire in winter—whenever I'm cold I can warm my hands at them.—Ditta

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The figure in the icon is not meant to represent literally what Peter or John or any of the apostles looked like, or what Mary looked like, nor the ch...more

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We draw people to Christ not by loudly discrediting what they believe, by telling them how wrong they are and how right we are, but by showing them a ...more

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Stories make us more alive, more human, more courageous, more loving.

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In the evening of life we shall be judged on love, and not one of us is going to come off very well, and were it not for my absolute faith in the lovi...more

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I am slowly coming to understand with all my heart as well as my head that love is not a feeling. It is a person.

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Two people whose opinion I respect told me that the word "Christian" would turn people off. This certainly says something about the state of Christian...more

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This wasn't the first time that I'd come close to death, but it was the first time I'd been involved in this part of it, this strange, terrible saying...more

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We're not peculiar.""Oh, yes, you are. Don't you realize that in my world my parents are peculiar because they'd never been divorced? Basically becaus...more

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Nothing loved is ever lost or perished.

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Mr Jenkins. Unique, as every star in the sky is unique, every leaf on every tree, every snowflake, every farandola, every cherubim, unique: Named.

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She was enfolded in the great wings of Mrs. Whatsit and she felt comfort and strength pouring through her. Mrs. Whatsit was not speaking aloud, and ye...more

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From the shoulders, slowly a pair of wings unfolded, wings made of rainbows, of light upon water, of poetry. Calvin fell to his knees. "No," Mrs. What...more

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She was silent; the great wings almost stopped moving; only a delicate stirring seemed to keep them aloft. "Listen, then," Mrs. Whatsit said. The reso...more