Indeed, love is everything.
I thought of the girl who bathed in a copper tub. I thought of the woman who stole a bullet mold. I loved that girl, that woman.
I liked the way Walter Cronkite looked, with his black glasses and his voice that knew everything worth knowing. Here was a man who was not against books, that was plain. Take everything T. Ray was no...
How do we accomplish this matter of gathering life together in God? We must begin primarily by refocusing our attention keeping our minds and hearts directed toward God. The essence of the centered li...
He will use the word love, and the world will not stop spinning but go right on in its courses, like the river, like the bees, like everything.
You're looking for a reason, she said. And that doesn't help. It doesn't change the present.
When I looked up through the web of trees, the night fell over me, and for a moment I lost my boundaries, feeling like the sky was my own skin and the moon was my heart beating up there in the dark.
What matters is giving over to what you love.
There is nothing perfect...there is only life.
People, in general, would rather die than forgive. It's hard. If God said in plain language, I'm giving you a choice, forgive or die, a lot of people would go ahead and order their coffin.
One day i will have to forgive life for ending. I tell myself I will have to learn how to let life be life with its unbearable finality.....just be what ti is.
I’d been wandering about in the enchantments of romance, afflicted with the worst female curse on earth, the need to mold myself to expectations.O
I'm tired of carrying around the weight of the world. I'm just going to lay it down now. It's my time to die, and it's your time to live. Don't mess it up.
I sit in my new room and write everything down. My heart never stops talking.
I only know there's something unsettling about a door that closes forever. I feel a vague lament about the changing of my body, the alterations in my appearance, the bleeding out of motherhood, the fe...
For always, always, we are waking up and then waking up some more.
Impossibility. I can tell you this much: the word is a great big log thrown on the fires of love.
People say love gets fouled by a difference big as ours. I didn’t know for sure whether Miss Sarah’s feelings came from love or guilt. I didn’t know whether mine came from love or a need to be safe. S...
People can start out one way, and by the time life gets through with them they end up completely different.
It was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart.