The wounded who nurse the wounds of others are God’s angels on earth.
-Elder Neil L. Andersen, "Wounded," October 2018 General Conference

Friendship, he began to see, was something of a miracle.  Built in the smallest of stitches, like Valentina's lace.  Each stitch a word, a look, the offering of a hand to help on unsteady ground.  Small and almost imperceptible, these stitches, but all together...they wove a garment that wrapped a heart.  Made one feel less alone and suddenly, somehow, visible.

All The Lost Places by Amanda Dykes, p 224

She leaned forward as if to impart one of Venice's infamous secrets.  "I am an expert in myth and story.  And there is no myth greater than that of perfection."

-All the Lost Places by Amanda Dykes, p 202