How did you explain a thing it had not occurred to you to question? A thing you just knew, clear through to your soul?

There is a tale...It tells of the days when a blight hung over our land. Nothing prospered. Nothing flourished. Not even zucchini would grow.

Sometimes, pushing against change only makes it push back twice as hard. But even the most bitter fruit may contain something sweet at its core. A taste you would never have encountered if you had not been willing to endure the bitter first.

Love so joyfully and freely given can never be taken away. It is never truly gone.

How did you explain a thing it had not occurred to you to question? A thing you just knew, clear through to your soul?

How much easier my life would be if I did not love you! I thought. How much less painful, but how much plainer. How much less color there would be in the world.

For surely a king is first a man. And so it must follow that a king does as all men do: the best he can.