To wonder about life is not something we learn; it is something we forget.
When it comes to memories, the good and the bad never balance.
All I know is that I carried you for nine months. I fed you, I clothed you, I paid for your college education. Friending me on Facebook seems like a small thing to ask in return.
It seems to me that no matter what religion you subscribe to, acts of kindness are the stepping-stones to making the world a better place--because we become better people in it.
The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.
Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?
I'm kind of interested in learning to learn and grow and challenge myself. I think I've been very fortunate in that my books are pretty different from one novel to the next. There's a lot of things that are similar but in terms of tone and the scale and how they interact with history and just the different styles as well.
wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
I don't want to pretend to tell that I always feel the presence of God because I don't. My consciousness is very often closed to that feeling - most of the time.
"Time" does not mean "occasion. "