Love is a strange fact - it hopes all things, believes all things, endures all things. It makes no sense at all.

Hope is like yeast, you know, rising under warmth.

Of all facial expressions, which is the worst to have aimed at you? Wouldn't you agree it's disgust?

Where do you think you’re going?” Dr. Nokes demanded…. “What do you have for directions?” And Dad… said, “I have the substance of things hoped for. I have the anticipation of things unseen

Real miracles bother people, like strange sudden pains unknown in medical literature. It's true: They rebut every rule all we good citizens take comfort in. Lazarus obeying orders and climbing up out of the grave - now there's a miracle, and you can bet it upset a lot of folks who were standing around at the time. When a person dies, the earth is generally unwilling to cough him back up. A miracle contradicts the will of the earth.

Be careful whom you choose to hate. The small and the vulnerable own a protection great enough, if you could but see it, to melt you into jelly. Beware those who reside beneath the shadow of the Wings.

Fresh peach pie can lift a bullying reprobate into apologetic courtesy; I have watched it happen.