So no get out of jail free card huh?” Ingra doesn't say a word I hear groaning behind me it's Tria she slowly gets up “How did we get here?!” Tria tries to keep her voice calm

Ingra just kept a straight face he hoped Vilenthe was joking. “Anyway.” Ingra tried to bring the topic full circle

Basically what Ingra is saying is trust him he knows what to do despite us probably dying soon.” Tria chimed in “Right...” Pantiel replied

If you manage to make it to some semblance of adulthood, just showing up turns out to be one of the kindest, most selfless things you can do for someone.

The point is, whether or not they show it at dinner parties, writers learn, by a necessity of their trade, to be the sharpest of observers.

Humility is honestly assessing ourselves in light of God’s holiness and our sinfulness.

Even in this world of course it is the stupidest children who are most childish and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up.

Things are never simple when it comes to the human heart.

All I can be is who I am right now; I can experience that and work with it. That's all I can do. The rest is the dream of the ego.

Sipping Bailey's Cream by the stereo, trying to find relief on the radio. I'm suppressing the tears.

Somehow I am really relaxed within the chaos of having a baby - and anyone who's a mother knows it's very hard to relax, because there is so much to do and worry about!

But in a radically atheist universe, you are not only responsible for doing your duty, You are also responsible for deciding what is your duty.

Maturing as a poet means maturing as the whole man, experiencing new emotions appropriate to one's age, and with the same intensity as the emotions of youth.