“...Death is often as cruel in his asceticism as he is in his greed.”

“If wishes were horses, what the heck would I need wishes for?”

“Good grief. They're like the freaking poster family for the NRA.”

“It's obviously not impossible, because it's happening...”

“Ah, yes, pink camo,” I murmur, gesturing my chin at her tank top and hoodie. “Because you never know when you’ll have to hide in a bubblegum factory.”

“Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade,On that confusion which thy death has made.”

“Jesus loved the will of His Father. He embraced the limitations, the necessities, the conditions, the very chains of His humanity as He walked and worked here on earth, fulfilling moment by moment His divine commission and the stern demands of His incarnation. Never was there a word or even a look of complaint.”