I feel as though I'm not breathing when I'm out of his presence. He's the oxygen in my air, the sun in my universe, the staff of my life. —Jane Gardiner

I have never lived before...Until this summer, I did not know what it was to be alive.

Suddenly there was a great burst of light through the Darkness. The light spread out and where it touched the Darkness the Darkness disappeared. The light spread until the patch of Dark Thing had vanished, and there was only a gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars, clear and pure.

A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.

That's a sure way to tell about somebody--the way they play, or don't play, make-believe.

People are more than just the way they look.

Because you're not what I would have you be, I blind myself to who, in truth, you are.