If revenge is sweet, why does it leave such a bitter taste? In disarming Peter, Christ disarmed ever knight. Turn the other cheek. — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
“I've never been one to mourn the passing of what could have been a promising relationship. When Jeff broke my heart in the ninth grade, I decided then and there that if a guy couldn't see that I was something special, I'd say good-bye with no regrets. Not that I think I'm more special than anyone else, mind you. But… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share
“And let me tell you - carrying sad memories will wear you out. You've got to put them down walk away. Do whatever you… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
If revenge is sweet, why does it leave such a bitter taste? In disarming Peter, Christ disarmed ever knight. Turn the other cheek. — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
“What would you say to a loved one if you had only a few seconds to impart a last message? What language does love speak? Some of you speak love with wine and roses. For other, "I love you," is best said by breakfast in bed, carefully set aside sport sections, or night out at the movies, complete with buttered… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share
“Like blood out of a wound, a keening wail rose from the bottom of my heart and ripped through the graveyard. I lowered my… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
“Our town was known for two things--no, three: salted fish, expertly dyed fabrics, and corruption.” — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
“Well, naturally, it is not a bad thing to love peace,” Ernan countered. “But there comes a time when people can’t bear the burdens… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
“Every time God sent a new baby in the world, he was giving mankind another chance to make things right' Babies are a bundle… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
Life is not being sure what will come next or how it will come. We guess at everything we do. We take leap after leap in the dark and that's the joy of living and the beauty of faith. When we grow tired, when we sit still, that's when we begin to die… One does not discover new lands without… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share
“Tell me," he said, leaning forward with his elbows braced on his knees, "tell me how you were able to find peace about your… — Angela Elwell Hunt Copy Share Image
