To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting

It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others

The tapestry of history is woven of many threads.

I wondered if he could ever understand that it was a blessing, not a sin, to be graced with more than one love. It could be complicated; of course it could be complicated. And it opened one up to the possibility of more pain and loss. Still, it was a blessing I would never relinquish. Love, genuine love, was always a cause for joy.

Soon never comes soon enough to a young child.

Happiness is the highest form of wisdom.

To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting