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- So what makes you think that it was this angel?
- He just... appeared in front of me and I've been overwhelmed with this feeling... you know? If I'm blessed with grace and peace.
Okay, my enlightened you, maybe buy you a Jedi sword and went to Dagobah.

You can pray to the angels, and they shall hear, but the best way to call them, told me, is laughter. The angels speak to the joy, because that's what they're made of.

You're not gonna die... You're an angel... and angels do not die.

In heaven an angel is nothing special.

Hell is not so bad if you have your own personal angel.

Rain is the tears of angels, which they poured from heaven to cleanse us of our sins.

Angels are incorporeal and perfect, so they see the world in black and white and perfectly arranged. Angels alone, immortal, deprived of souls and the oversight of the people - mortal, but an immortal soul. They are constantly in the city, among the people: in the silence of libraries, in the middle of the streets, in restaurants and in the circus. However time after time they retire and are in their angelic element.

People stop fighting!
Angels are crying
We can be better
Love is the answer
People! Enough of battles and wars - enough!
The angels look at you and cry.
We can be better! And it's true,
Love is the answer.

The angels know the love and pride... pride fall... and hatred. The feelings of the beings who were discharged from the world, strong and huge, and merged with the will.

Fallen angel changed to God, probably because he wanted the loneliness that you do not know angels.

I've seen angels fall from blinding heights
But you yourself are nothing so divine
Just next in line
I've seen angels fall from unprecedented heights
But you're not divine
Just you're next.

Why did that happen to you? Why did she die? After all, angels do not die...

I'm virtual. Like an angel. The angels also virtual. They were always like that. Even a thousand years before the Internet.

Angels call it heavenly joy, devils - infernal flour, and the people - love.
(The angels call it heavenly joy, devils believe the torment of hell, and people call this love.)