But, finally, I had to open my eyes. I had to stop keeping secrets. The truth, thankfully, is insistent. What I saw then made action necessary. I had to see people for who they were. I had to understand why I made the choices I did. Why I had given them my loyalty. I had to make changed. I had to stop allowing love to be dangerous. I had to learn how to protect myself. But firstโฆ I had to look
Deb CalettiLove." She looked at me with those blue eyes. "Isn't it astonishing how confused and complicated such a small,simple word is? It attracts so many other things, doesn't it, that stick to it like barnacles on rock...fear, guilt. Need. You can't even see the rock anymore. I imagine love in its purest form is a rare thing.
Deb CalettiWe are thickly layered, page lying upon page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding.
Deb CalettiDarkness does this. It finds all the places you are hiding in. It finds all the things you are holding onto tightly and makes you let go.
Deb Caletti