One question always leads to another question. Some things are better to wonder about.

Yes. The opposite of love is not hate. It is indifference. That is why few people find God. They go to church and talk about him and that sort of thing. They may even go out and evangelize and try to win converts. But in their hearts, if they are honest with themselves, they are indifferent to him because they cannot see him. God is too abstract for people. God is a word without meaning. If Jesus came back today, nothing he said would make any sense to those who wait for him. They would be the first ones to kill him again.

That is the mysterious thing about tragedy- it often strikes at the happiest moment.

How much modern civilization has lost, I think, when they lost the awareness of the billions of stars overhead.

You search endlessly for permanent happiness in a world where nothing is permanent.

I'm Paige," I whispered. He was serious, for once. "Are you the first page, or the last?" I didn't answer, not right then.

In that moment, there was no place for doubt. I was sitting with the supreme being. I had always sat beside her. She was inside of me.