It wasn’t that she believed in voodoo, precisely—but she believed in the people who believed in voodoo—and that was scary enough. -Coralee Ayers

Flashlights would have been nice. Next adventure, Coralee was going to bring a flashlight.

A breeze blew softly, slightly rippling the water as it carried the heady scents of late Carolina springtime through the air. Honeysuckle. Jasmine. Ripe, pungent river mud. Ah, the world felt right.

Impulsivity is something akin to spontaneously jumping out of an airplane and not realizing that you forgot something until about five seconds before impact.

Kid, if you never remember your dreams you lose out on half of your life

That's it! When you come to know men, that's how they are: too sensitive in the wrong place.

God has given us everything we need for life and godliness. And he's given us the indwelling strength and guidance of the Holy Spirit. The rest is up to us.

It is vain to find fault with those arts of deceiving wherein men find pleasure to be deceived.

You're looking for help from God, you say he couldn't be found. Looking up to the sky and searchin' beneath the ground.

Life begins only when we cross the borders and not definitely before!

All is going well, very well, I couldn’t ask for anything better— So why do I hate my life?

Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins?

The bad ideas kind of just drop out of the mix. You forget about them. The good ones stick around.