Love Is The Pursuit Of Shadows.

Messy Love Is Better Than None, I Guess. I Am No Authority On Sane Living.

And She Finds It Difficult To Believe—that A Person Would Love Her Even When She Isn't Trying. Trying To Figure Out What Other People Need, Trying To Be Worthy.

Faith Is Only A Word, Embroidered.

It's A Lifelong Failing: She Has Never Been Prepared. But How Can You Have A Sense Of Wonder If You're Prepared For Everything? Prepared For The Sunset. Prepared For The Moonrise. Prepared For The Ice Storm. What A Flat Existence That Would Be.

Never Pray For Justice, Because You Might Get Some.