Safety is relative. You can be so close to shore that you can practically feel it under your feet, when you suddenly find yourself breaking apart on the rocks.

One person's trauma is another's loss of innocence.

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

Things had a way of working out for the best when you let them run their course.

You're unwilling to go out on a limb because it just might break underneath you.

Just because you didn't put a name to something did not mean it wasn't there.

You know, Sage, Jesus didn't tell us to forgive everyone. He said turn the other cheek, but only if you the one who was hit. Even the Lord's Prayer says it loud and clear: Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. Not others. What Jesus challenges us to do is to let go of the wrong done to you personally, not the wrong done to someone else. But most Christians incorrectly assume that this means that being a good christian means forgiving all sins, and the sinners.