Sacrifice is at the heart of repentance. Without deeds, your apology is worthless.

Forever and ever Bonnie, I will always be your friend.

It’s amazing how things could change so quickly, in the blink of an eye. Maybe more miracles awaited on the horizon.

Dear Heavenly Father, I have a friend who stands as close as a brother, a brave soul. I have seen in him the heart of a warrior... He is gallant, loyal, and true, sacrificing his esteem, forfeiting his comfort, even spilling his blood. But, what color is his soul? My friend has a desperate need, and I have seen it. How can I be his accuser, condemning the one who has gladly poured out his blood in my stead? But shall I deny my witness? There is a darkness, a gnawing void behind those eyes of steel... Will you make him a knight, dressed in holy raiment, fit to take a seat at your table?

William," the professor said, softly, "what now is your weapon?"...."Truth," he whispered, his voice rasping. He cleared his throat. "Truth is my sword." ...."And what now is your defense?" Colour returned to Billy's face, and his jaw tightened. His voice surged with emotion. "Faith...faith is my shield.

A talking computor with an attitude problem? Haven't I seen that in a dozen b-grade sci-fi flicks?" "Where do you think I got the idea?

Daryl shrugged. "If wishes were wardrobes, we'd be in Narnia.