Belief Means Willing Yourself To Give All

Love, Being In Love, Isn’t A Constant Thing. It Doesn’t Always Flow At The Same Strength. It’s Not Always Like A River In Flood. It’s More Like The Sea. It Has Tides, It Ebbs And Flows. The Thing Is, When Love Is Real, Whether It’s Ebbing Or Flowing, It’s Always There, It Never Goes Away. And That’s The Only Proof You Can Have That It Is Real, And Not Just A Crush Or An Infatuation Or A Passing Fancy

Life Is Not Like A Novel, But A Novel Can Be Like Life. The Best Ones Always Are.

The Books, The Authors Who Matter The Most Are Those Who Speak To Me And Speak For Me All Those Things About Life I Most Need To Hear As The Confession Of Myself

Belief Means Willing Yourself To Give All Your Attention To Living With Loving Gladness In The World You Think Really Exists.

She Was--i Keep Using The Past Tense; I Ought To Say She Is--one Of Those People Who, At First Sight, Look Plain, Are Quiet, Unassertive, Unmemorable Even. But Who, When They Start To Talk And You Get To Know Them, Become More And More Attractive And Impressive, And You See That In Fact They Are Beautiful. Not Conventionally Beautiful, Not Celebrity Beautiful, But Beautiful All Through.