Her love for him was almost like a pain in itself.

as they mock you due to your loss, you rise back strong and agile to win

We are all poor in the face of God's majesty. Not all of us realise it.

Anna would like you, he thinks, looking into her face. Anna would like you.

A land is precious, but ours is to be revered.

Somehow I reached excess without ever noticing when I was passing through satisfaction.

People are people, messy and mutable, combining differently with one another from day to day - even hour to hour.

I try to see each new season as a new challenge because I have a new team to work with, new opponents to encounter, and often new ideas and theories to try

You get a heck of a sound from the church. Can't you hear it in my voice?

Art lies by its own artifice.

If. A two-letter word for futility.