She closed her eyes as his full weight stretched over her. They fit together perfectly and as they clung together her woman's body felt that at last she had found the man's bones from which she'd been...
She captured the singular moment in her mind, with the sun shining on their faces, knowing she’d keep it in her memory forever like a treasured photograph.
Privacy is something that we maintain for the good of ourselves and others. Secrecy we keep to separate ourselves from others, even those we love.
People always seem to be in so much of a hurry, Lovie continued as she sat down breathlessly in the sand. Rush, rush, rush. What are they rushing toward? Life isn’t some kind of race. We all cross the...
One day she would recall this very twilit evening and the sight of her children dancing on the shore and then... Yes, then she would wish she had stopped to hold their chubby hands and play tag along...
Mamaw lounged in her robe on the back porch, feet up on the ottoman, sipping coffee and reading the Post & Courier. Today was her birthday! Eighty years of living . . . Who’d have guessed it? She felt...
It gives us a better perspective of our place. We hold our history so dear, our politics so tight. But in the fullness of time, all histories fade. Rome, Ephesus, the Incan and Mayan cultures. The whe...
Intuition guides us and the wise person listens.
In every life, there was death and rebirth and continuity.
I think everyone should take time, at least once a week, to catch a sunrise. Just to feel alive and that there’s hope.
Don’t fear death. Death is life’s companion. If you fear death, you fear life. His hand tightened on her chin. Nora, don’t be afraid to live.
After living at sea for twenty years or more, the female loggerhead returns to the beach of her birth to nest. She travels hundreds of miles through the Atlantic, her three-hundred-pound, eddish-brown...
A woman’s life has so many demands because she is the axis around which so many little planets spin.
A woman saw those turtle tears and instinctively knew that the turtle mother wept for her children. A mother knew of all the predators that awaited her young, of the swift currents that might lead the...
Inevitable. The characters we’ve come to know and love are no longer part of our lives. This can leave us with a certain longing. Perhaps we’ll open the book again and skim through it, searching out f...
You don’t have to say thank you. I’m your mother. It’s my job. My pleasure.
You carry my love within you. A day will never dawn nor a sunset slip into the horizon when I will not think of you. I accept that the mind often dictates the heart. Yet I believe that the heart is th...
Whatever it was inside of me, whatever kernel deep within that enabled me to believe in fairies, in Peter, in the Neverland itself, this was my source of strength. No one could ever take that away fro...
What had Van Gogh said? I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
The secret to survival was in seeing the world through the eyes—and heart—of a child. That was Merry’s lesson to her sisters. To treasure life, and most of all, to love. Simply, unconditionally and wi...