Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
It's all too much and not enough at the same time.
I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other.
My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.
It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.
...notice how he will come to manhood with his own particular soul bespeaking itself through the windows which are his eyes, and such lovely eyes surely do prophesy and indicate the loveliest of souls.