The factory of love encompasses all, but on some days, does it seem to be one of suffocation, squeezing its target too tightly? And on other days not tight enough? Or maybe that is the breath of a living love knowing when to protect, when to release, and when to protect again. For we are the products of an active love - the Father the creator, the Son the perfecter, the Spirit the supervisor - but just like in a factory, to deny the process is to ultimately create a defect of oneself.

Some of the simplest of truths are also some of the most difficult of truths, but such is Christianity: 'If it's not about Christ, it's not about life.

Women rescue men just as much as, if not more than, men rescue women.

The idea that all souls are mortal is the only notion surely terminating love and all its forms.

There is nothing new under the sun but that of the Son. Man's rebellion against God has always been because he would rather fall in pride than rise in humility.

You can't be a rebel without the scars that come with it. Truth is, some days scars are just as ugly as they are beautiful.

The most judgmental people are often those who complain most about being judged. The ones not complaining will look as though they're the ones doing the judging.

No matter how kind you are, always expect a few imbeciles.

Sometimes you feel as though you've slandered yourself, but the joke's on them.