He was like nothing she’d ever known.Marcii hoped she would come to know him, for he was all she could ever have asked for and more.

Marcii hoped she was wrong, though she knew the odds were slim.Still, in the face of everything, there is always hope.

True beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

He stood taller, and straighter, and broader, and infinitely more human than anything else Marcii could possibly imagine.

And yet the night was still fresh: young as new dawn.There was still time for worlds to change, if that was to be their fate.

She has no interest in human quarrels, for they are often petty and always pointless.

Just because he was not a monster did not mean he wouldn’t be treated as one.

If this was what it meant to be human, for now she saw more clearly than she ever had done, she didn’t want to be.

Love is the only emotion so unexplainable and unique, that not even the greatest of writers could hope to contain it within their meagre words.

It was just the way he was made.

Only what you choose is what makes you.

Many forgiven me for my missteps. I know, I'm BIG mouthed. Thank you for giving me a second chance. Because of you, I also forgive others...

After a certain age, you felt a need not to be alone. It grew stronger, like a radio frequency, until finally it was so powerful that you were forced to do something about it.

You’re not buying news when you buy The New York Times. You’re buying judgment.

She remembered no one at all. She remembered one day thinking: I am alone. There is no I but I. She lived in the dark. She taught herself to walk in the light, though it was not easy.

Donald Trumps' senior advisor said on CNN that the US Presidential election was the ultimate reality TV show! Appeal to those you want to reach!

Wilderness is not defined by the absence of certain activities, but rather by the presence of certain unique and invaluable characteristics.

With my personal preparation at the piano, I can afford to hum at half voice.

Laughter has been implanted in our soul, that the soul may sometime be refreshed.

We are more pained by ignorance than delighted by instruction.

Grief is itself a medicine.