Those who are led of the spirit to follow a different path, let us say, she said, a little tersely. And, no, they wouldn't. But the point I am making is that when such a group breaks away over some...

We believe the light of Christ is present in all men-though in some cases, perceiving it is somewhat difficult

Well, I suppose men can make all the laws they like," he said, "but God made hope. The stars willna burn out.

Futility. Uselessness. Bloody entrophy. Death matters, at least sometimes.

Sleep, O sleep in the calm of all calm, Sleep, O sleep in the guidance of guidance, Sleep, O sleep in the love of all loves, Sleep, O beloved, in the Lord of life, Sleep, O beloved, in the God of...

Do not forget to entertain strangers," Buck said in the same language, "for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.

I felt simultaneously wonderful and wretched, and didn't know from moment to moment which feeling was uppermost.

Besides, what would you do with the body, if you killed him? the logical side of my mind inquired. He wouldn't fit in the cupboard, let alone the hidey-hole.

The tooth had belonged to a gentleman named Murphy from Ellis Ward, the one we lived in. I say "had belonged" because I had the badly broken and infected bicuspid out of Mr. Murphy's head before he...

Pointless to spend too much time in planning, anyway, given the propensity of life to make sudden left-hand turns without warning.

I estimated the ambient humidity at roughly a thousand percent, but tipped a little of my sweetened coffee into the saucer and blew on it nonetheless.

said. And how is Oggy today?

Rain was roaring on the tin roof now, and lightning struck close by, blue-white and sharp with ozone. We rode it together, forked and light-blind, breathless, and the thunder rolled through our bones.

But to return to thy question, we consider our life here on earth to be a sacrament, lived in the light of Christ. There may be an afterlife, but as no one has come back to say so, it's a matter of...

The phrase "Blessed are those who have not seen but have believed" floated through his head. It was maybe not the believing that was the blessing; it was the not having to look. Seeing, sometimes, was...

a redheaded person with an empty stomach was a walking time bomb. I

It was a blur, people say. What they really mean is the impossibility of anyone truly entering such an experience from outside, the futility of explanation.

He had enough experience in the business of prayer to recognize an answer when it showed up, though, however unwelcome.

Och, I want them frightened of me, Sassenach. It's the only way I'll have a chance of bringing them out of it alive.

You alone, hold all my heart, whole in your hands. And you know that.

We stood wrapped in each other's arms, taking comfort from our family below, yearning for the others we might never see again, at once at home and homeless, balanced on a knife edge of danger and...

And in the shadow of the square below, a small movement betrayed the presence of a man. Waiting. Roger closed his eyes, cold rising from his bare feet up his body, seeing in his mind the sudden vision...

I felt rather like the new moon: the shadow of pain and death was still clearly visible to me-but only because the light was there to throw it into perspective.

Double, double toil and trouble, he chanted under his breath. Fire burn and caldron bubble. Fillet of a fenny snake, in the caldron boil and bake. Eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and tongue...

No," he said defiantly. "Go ahead and kill me.

He wiped the sweat from his face on his sleeve, squared his shoulders, and strode back into the fray. All there was to do was his duty.

And then later, at the funeral, members of the family, followed by the tenants and then the servants, had come one by one to add a stone each to the weight of remembrance.

Movement at the door of the cabin, and a small figure that I recognized as Amy Higgins appeared. The tall woman pulled off her hat and waved it, her long red hair streaming out like a banner in the...

Papa says that wars take three generations to fade from the ground where they're fought. And from what I've seen, Friends have quite long memories, as well." "He might just have a point.

You'd die for them, happily," Hal had said, in the long night watch when I'd kept him breathing. "Your family. But at the same time you think, Christ, I can't die! What might happen to them if I...