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

It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I’ve never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming.

We become what we pay attention to.

You have untold strengths and resources inside. You have your glorious self.

Novels attempt to render human experience; that's really all they are. They are meant to convey empathy for the character.

She didn't even know how dangerous the truth could be, all the tiny, shattering seeds it carried.

A moment of grace. There rose up within me a profound sense of being loved. I felt "gathered together" and encircled by a Presence completely loving, as if I were enveloped by the music of a love song created just for me. It was not overwhelming or even emotional. Just a warm knowing that I was in God's loving embrace...centered and unified there. [Love]encounters cannot be analyzed, only shared. If you take a butterfly, Robert Frost said, and pin it down into a box, you no longer have a butterfly.