Arthur checked himself into a small motel on the outskirts of town, and sat glumly on the bed, which was damp, and flipped through the little information brochure, which was also damp. It said that the planet of NowWhat had been named after the opening words of the first settlers to arrive there after struggling across light years of space to reach the furthest unexplored outreaches of the Galaxy. The main town was called OhWell.
The things I call crisis and all the things that were coming after me are all coming to serve the purpose of God in my life.
Scotland is a soggy sort it place, where birds and animals walk around uncooked
Gliding down the bike path on a Saturday morning, you whip by somebody peddling in the opposite direction and give each other a nod. For a moment it’s like “Hey, we’re both doing the same thing. Let’s be friends for a second.
Are you okay?” I (Cassie) call up to him.
“Um. Define okay.” (Ben)
“Okay means you’re not bleeding to death.”
He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought.
The New World Order is established by degrees. The first degree is truth of the one subject, which follows from the existence and the oneness of the universe, and from the ancient belief that God is all-knowing.
I don’t have a car.”
His eyes sliced into mine.
“I walked here,” I explained. “I’m on foot.”
“Angel,” he said in a way that sounded like he sincerely hoped I was joking.
We have the power to move mountain, if we have faith that the mountain can be moved.
Swap out one of these men with the mute, and I’ll be right as rain,