“Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders round as ravens claws.”

“Do you know how pale & wanton thrillfulcomes death on a strange hourunannounced, unplanned forlike a scaring over-friendly guest you'vebrought to bedDeath makes angels of us all& gives us wingswhere we had shoulderssmooth as raven'sclaws”

“Death Makes Angels of us all.”

“God didn't give man wings; He gave him the brains and the spirit to give himself wings. Just as He gave us the capacity to laugh when we hurt, or to struggle on when we feel like giving up.I've come to believe that how we choose to live with pain, or injustice, or death...is the true measure of the Divine within us.”

“They say that shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "They say they're where your wings will grow again one day.”

“We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.”