Love becomes logically true when lost but still sought from the same source.
I wonder: when a Jehovah's Witness dies and goes to Heaven, does God hide behind the door and pretend He's not home?
I write my own quotes. Except this one. I obviously stole this from somebody really clever.
Individuality or Unity? I say there's room for both.
Just because you're scarred for life doesn't mean you should be scared to live.
He has your finger, but I have your heart.