“Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.”

“Got just enough room to be a friend of yours. Oh I hope you got room to be a friend of mine.”

“Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.”

“An outrageous instinct to love and be loved blinded your arms to lines of propriety––Women and Men, Christians and Jews, Muslims and Buddhists, white, black, red, brown. An outrageous instinct to love and be loved executed your brain every hour on the hour.”

“Your pain is a school unto itself–– and your joy a lovely temple.”

“Hope drowned in shadowsemerges fiercely splendid––boldly angelic.”

“Where humanitysowed faith, hope, and unity, joy’s garden blossomed.”