I am a believer in angels, though not the picture-book kind with wings and harps. Such angelic accoutrements seem as nonsensical to me as devils sporting horns and carrying pitchforks. To me, angel wings are merely symbolic of their role as divine messengers.
We can only lose what we have first claimed.
We cannot enslave others without enslaving a part of ourselves.
The kids who speak well, are articulate and intelligent, are all readers.
The only way to remove pain from death is to remove love from life.
...even the most horribl e of nightmares is laced with the promise of dawn.