You Never Know When Somebody Will Pull

Our Worst Pain Is Confined Within Our Own Skin.

He Had Been Alone In The World And Empty For So Long. But She Filled Him Full, And So He Believed Everything That Had Been Taken Out Of Him Might Have Been For A Purpose. To Clear Space For Something Better.

What I Wanted To Do Was Slap Him Down A Bit With Wit And Words. Grammar And Vocabulary As A Weapon. But What Kind Of World Would It Be If We All Took Every Opportunity Presented To Us To Assault The Weak?

That's Just Pain She Said. It Goes Eventually. And When It's Gone, There's No Lasting Memory. Not The Worst Of It Anyway. It Fades. Our Minds Aren't Made To Hold On To The Particulars Of Pain The Way We Do Bliss. It's A Gift God Gives Us, A Sign Of His Care For Us.

One Time At The University Of Colorado, At A Faculty Dinner, This Professor Said To Me, 'well, My Goodness, A Boy From Appa-lay-chee-a With A Ph.d!' The Dinner Was In Her House. And I Said, 'my Grandparents Didn't Have Indoor Plumbing, But They Had More Books In Their House Than You Do.' I Was A Little Insulted By The Appa-lay-chee-a Business.