It makes me think of Lazarus. He must have had those shadows after his miracle. You don't spend time in the tomb without it changing you, and everyone who was waiting for you to come out.

I wonder how you're supposed to know the exact moment when there's no more hope.

That's how you know you really trust someone, I think; when you don't have to talk all the time to make sure they still like you or prove that you have interesting stuff to say.

I remember being in high school and listening to Vivaldi's 'Winter' and being so overwhelmed with emotion.

the mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That's the unfinished business between us. because love, love is never finished.

I lived too much in my head instead of the real world.

The Lord doesn't give a person more than he knows they can bear.