She had an inside and an outside now and suddenly she knew how not to mix them.
Justice, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.
you can't beat me and my prayers!
Light came to me when I realized that I did not have to consider any racial group as a whole. God made them duck by duck and that was the only way I could see them.
Tell me, and then again show me, so I can know.
It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.