Quotes by : Angela Doll Carlson

The move away from writing poetry was gradual. It was a gentle slope into a muddy pond; it was a collection....

Sometimes, late at night, the words are only whispers– Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God. The quiet is....

But no matter what my eyes report, there is beauty that lives under the skin, under the surface, under....

When I am away from Liturgy for too long, I find I burn for it now, for the steadiness of the calendar,....