It struck me, sharp and hard, that I had been given so many chances to save my soul that my entire life had been constructed around these chances! That was my nature - going from temptation to temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed.

My greatest sin has always been that I have a wonderful time being myself

You are alone when something like this happens. Doesn't matter how many people love you and want to help you. You are alone. When Marchent died, she was alone.

We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us.

This is a lyrical guide that addresses the deep human yearning to make a difference. It's full of indelible stories reminding us that, yes, helping people is hard-but it's both possible and infinitely rewarding. A Path Appears offers practical steps that any of us can take to empower others, and ourselves.

Then, are you master of us all? You didn't teach her that. Was she supposed to imbibe it from my quiet subservience?

When I write something, every word of it is meant. I can't say it enough.