It's today I must be living.

I still don't understand anything- exept that somehow I know that You are love. And that in my heart has been so great a love for Christy as I did not know could exist on this earth. You, God, must be responsible. You must have put it there. So what do I do with it now?

Truth could never be wholly contained in words.

The search for God begins at the point of need.

I was too old for my father to (be protective), too young to be flattered.