Goddess” he said. Her voice floated to us. Yes, Child.” Will I see you again?” Just her voice now, young and old at the same time. “In the face of every woman you meet

Some wounds cut us so deep that they stop us. Stop us from letting go, from growing up, from seeing the truth.

Is this a private fight, or can anyone join?

Mercy will get you killed, but sometimes it's all that makes us human.

You don't smoke do you?" "No, why?" "They're afraid of fire." "Great, we're going to be eaten alive because neither of us smokes." I almost laughed. He sounded so thoroughly disgusted.

Hatred makes us all ugly.

You are an abomination before God. Jesus loves you too, I said smiling.