“Who says you’ll get hurt again?”I pouted. “Have you met you?” “Right.”

“I believe that words are strong, that they can overwhelm what we fear when fear seems more awful than life is good.”

“Her question was clear-Father, where does the Loss reside?In the sighs?Cheeks with tears wiped?A lost appetite?Owning a room confined?Or in the smiles all falsified?Thus, the Father decide,It is no...”

“Find time for a private conversation with your creator so that you can ask Him about the purpose of your existence”