I write--because I must write.
“Sibyl, what do you want?I want to live, the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world a...”
“When God is driven to the periphery of the public square, the human spiritual capacity longs for exercise, and it often finds it in the suspension of disbelief and activity of the imagination that ...”
“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”
“If we can become still and open-minded we might all feel that unseen hand on our shoulder, letting us know we are not alone.”
“If we an become still and open-minded, we might all feel the unseen comforting hand on our shoulder letting us know we are not alone.”
“It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other.”
“Every great love starts with a great story...”
“I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extend...”
“You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question.”