We were born to die and we die to live. As seedlings of God we barely blossom on earth we fully flower in heaven.

All God's children are not beautiful. Most of God's children are in fact barely presentable.

Billy is a funny cheeky lovely boy and I love being with him. Parenthood is terrifying though. I can barely walk past a building without panicking that it's going to collapse on his head.

When I'm writing my neural pathways get blocked. I can't read. I can barely hold a conversation without forgetting words and names. I wish I could wear the same clothes and eat the same food each day.

I like eating out. I like buying beautiful paintings and being surrounded by beautiful things. I have to finance that life. I can barely afford a pension scheme because I don't make enough money.

Thirteen thousand dollars a year is not enough to raise a family. That's not enough to pay your bills and save for their future. That's barely enough to provide for even the most basic needs.

My grandfather could barely read. My grandmother had a sixth-grade education. They were people who were industrious. They were frugal.

For four to six months at a time I would barely eat. I lived on a diet of Melba toast carrots and black coffee.

Gee I am a complete Luddite when it comes to computers I can barely log on!

Sometimes when we are generous in small barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever.