And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.

I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have.

There is nothing worse, is there," she said, "than a past that has never been fully dealt with. One can convince oneself, that it is all safely in the past and forgotten about, but the very fact that we can tell ourselves that it is forgotten proves that it is not.

There had to be a reason why they were not going to marry. They had both been so adamant about it. What the devil was the reason?

And of course the word love has many shades of meaning, as do many, many of the words in our living, breathing language

Occasionally we all do wrong things from right motives. Only time can prove us right or wrong. The past is the past. Nothing can change it now, and who is to say that it was all wrong, anyway?

A sunrise or sunset can be ablaze with brilliance and arouse all the passion, all the yearning, in the soul of the beholder.