I'll write long sad tales about people in the legend of my life - This part is my part of the movie, let's hear yours.

Are we fallen angels who didn't want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?…

Everybody has losses - it's unavoidable in life. Sharing our pain is very healing.

You can't have this kind of war. There just aren't enough bulldozers to scrape the bodies off the streets.

My God, what have they done to you? This isn't a man, it's a broken kite.

God lets you go through challenges to give you credibility in a certain area and the ability to help someone else out of a situation that you once were in.

first things that a hurting person needs to do is break the habit of using other people as a narcotic to numb the dull aching of an inner void.

He wants you to offer hope to those being crushed and struggling to understand.

Somewhere deep within the tormented man there is a tormented child who feels doomed to torment others!

Settled on the carriage seat, Olivia drew in a deep breath, the first in what felt like five years. she knew it was wrong, what she was feeling. Because of widow of only a week shouldn't wish to dance a jig. But God help her, that's precisely what part of her wanted to do. Not on the grave of her recently deceased husband, of course-that would be considered rude. Just off to the side would suffice.

And she found the weight of grief at missing him eased somewhat by dwelling on what a blessing he'd been and how much poorer her life would be if she'd never known him.

You just let the tears come, ma'am. You got every reason under heaven to be cryin'. And just cuz don't mean you don't trust the good Lawd no more either. Jesus knows that.