Beauty is sometimes born of pain

She had a good, strong voice. She smiled with her voice, too. This, he thought, was the magic that had drawn him to her.

With Woods arms wrapped around me and the beat of his heart pressed against my chest, I knew he would hold me steady. If I ever fell, I’d have him to catch me.

There was the natural human survival instinct to be optimistic.

I lift my hands to believe again. You are my refuge. You are my strength. As I pour out my heart, these things I remember, You are faithful, God, forever.

Brother will kill brother, Spilling blood across the land...

Gee, this isn't like I imagined it would be in the bathtub.

Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.

I’ve been a con artist since I was 16 and trying to get my dad to buy me a car. I never succeeded, but I learnt a lot of tactics.

Leaving things behind and starting again is a way of coping with difficulties. I learnt very early in my life that I was able to leave a place and still remain myself.

Mothers have a habit of proving right except you don't find that out until you're the age your mother was when she gave you the advice.