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What hope is there?" I asked. "If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?

Everything in life is nonsense. It's just a question of perspective.

A blush of breeze rose from the grass. Jacob felt as if an angel's wing had beat against his cheek. He touched his cheek slowly. He felt embarrassed by the thought."That I should think an angel came to me."He wept. And, again, the brush of breeze against his cheek.

She was his angel, he couldn__ let her know his sins.

It takes time,patience and endurance to become a devout Muslim. No one, not even God, expects anyone to become an angel overnight. That__ fortunate, I thought, because I sensed that the road ahead might be a long one

I did,_ Henric said, with a triumphant look.__h,_ Meena said, opening the book to the page 74, the one from her dream. __ou mean thisprince?_ She pointed at the illustration of Lucifer.Henric__ grin faltered slightly. __recisely.___e__ not a prince,_ Meena said. __s you know perfectly well, he__ a fallen angel. And what wasLucien__ mother?___ p-princess,_ Henric stammered. But there was terror in his eyes.__o,_ Lucien said, shaking his head. __he was an angel.__eena swung around to look at him. Tears glittered in her eyes as she gazed up into his, whichhad gone back to their normal deep brown.__es, Lucien,_ she said, holding the book open in front of him. __hat__ why Henric was trying tokeep this from you. Because he realized it was the one thing that might help you remember what yourmother always taught you. You, of all people, really do have a choice. You can choose to be good . . .because you are part good. No matter how hard you try to be the devil__ son, you__e still got an angel fora mother.

Is it love to worship a saint in heaven, whom you dare not touch, who hovers above you like a cloud, which floats away from you even as you gaze? To love is to feel one being in the world at one with us, our equal in sin as well as in virtue. To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us. Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not suffered, still less a woman if she have not sinned. Fall at the feet of your idol an you wish, but drag her down to your level after that- the only level she should ever reach, that of your heart.

He jokingly thought that this guy fancied himself some kind of Jedi knight, waiting for him to say, 'these are not the droids you're looking for.

You feel like you're cursed. Death follows you wherever you go and you feel completely abandoned. You wish it would all end for you. You think that death would be a release, yet something compels you forward."The blood drained from Gabe's face as he listened to Uri speak. "You're not alone, Gabe, there are many more like us and we want to help you.

I don't know who you are; you could be an axe murderer for all I know. How am I supposed to trust you and follow you? For that matter, follow you where?" Gabe inquired."Search yourself, what do your instincts tell you?" Uri asked."That you're a crazy nut job and freaking me out!" Gabe snapped back.

A few years ago, a priest working in a slum section of a European city was asked why he was doing it, and replied, 'So that the rumor of God may not completely disappear.

A light rain touches my cheek like an angel's butterfly kisses.

He looks like an angel, sings like an angel. He found my breaking heart and coaxed it into a new rhythm.

Suck on this, Edward.

Hurricanes couldn__ remove you from my mind. You__e my world and I__ incapable of not loving you.

The day I charge an unbeliever like you for the word of God will be the day I'm struck dead by lightning, and with good reason.

Think about the whole Biblical story of Mary. She wakes up and sees something with a lion, eagle, and human face that wants to inseminate her with the Holy Seed. She__ practically a saint just for not killing herself on the spot.

Clear your mind and you will be filled by the Love of the Oneness.