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.

And for a price, I will pretend absolutely nothing.

All paths are present, always... and we can but choose among them.

There are those who do not hold that there is any innate goodness to mankind. To them I say, had you lived my life, you would not believe it. I have known the depths to which mortals are capable of descending, and I have seen the heights. I have seen how kindness and compassion may grow in the unlikeliest of places, as the mountain flower forces its way through the stern rock.

A nervous silence loosens tongues

Truly, it is in loss that we learn a thing's true value.

Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear