But what we are given is taken as well, so that we know God's glory comes to us from His will alone.

Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.

When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.

I love fairy tales and feel very affected by them.

My sorrow is I used to read all the time and now, as a writer, I don't have the time to read.

A red map isn't easy to follow. Any document made of blood and bones is tricky. Wrong turns are easily made, and there are often piles of stones in the road. A person has to disregard time and sorrow and all the damage done. If you follow, if you dare, the thread always leads to whomever or whatever you've forgotten.

Here's the thing about luck...you don't know if it's good or bad until you have some perspective.