He Had Never Missed God Or The

But What I Thought, And What I Still Think, And Always Will, Is That She Saw Me. Nobody Else Has Ever Seen Me — Me, Jenny Gluckstein — Like That. Not My Parents, Not Julian, Not Even Meena. Love Is One Thing — Recognition Is Something Else.

All Lives Are Composed Of Two Basic Elements," The Squirrel Said, "purpose And Poetry. By Being Ourselves, Squirrel And Raven, We Fulfill The First Requirement, You In Flight And I In My Tree. But There Is Poetry In The Meanest Of Lives, And If We Leave It Unsought We Leave Ourselves Unrealized. A Life Without Food, Without Shelter, Without Love, A Life Lived In The Rain—this Is Nothing Beside A Life Without Poetry.

How's The Angel Of Death Supposed To Do His Job With Clipped Wings?

Ravens Bring Things To People. We're Like That. It's Our Nature. We Don't Like It.

The True Secret In Being A Hero Lies In Knowing The Order Of Things...things Must Happen When It Is Time For Them To Happen.