I eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine, the truest part of us.

All my life I've thought I needed someone to complete me, now I know I need to belong to myself.

It's your time to live, don't mess it up.

The world depends upon the small beating in your heart.

I felt a trembling along my skin, a treaveling current that moved up my spine, down my arms, pulsing out from my fingertips. I was practically radiating. The body knows things a long time before the mind catches up to them. I was wondering what my body knew that I didn't.

I missed Rosaleen's snoring the way you'd miss the sound of the ocean waves after you've gotten used to sleeping with them. I didn't realize how it had comforted me. Quiteness has a strange, spongy hum that can nearly break your eardrums.

We write to taste life twice," Anais Nin wrote, "in the moment and in retrospection.