"Someday, somewhere in the world, a funeral will take place. It will be like any other funeral in every respect, save one: it will be the last one – ever. The mourners will weep, but their tears will be among the last ever shed in grief. The solemn pallbearers will not know that their steps are the final steps in a long procession ushering death of our midst to be buried beneath the broken earth, inside that final casket."
I’m thinking of starting a country for non-full-time-job people. There are more of us than we realize.
"Years of love have been forgot. In the hatred of a minute."
"I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I’m helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time - waking and sleeping. It doesn’t change God - it changes me."