Timothy Alegi

“Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”
― Clement Clarke Moore, Twas the Night Before Christmas

“because I couldn’t go to my son, hold him, and comfort him, God’s son was holding my son in his lap.”
― Todd Burpo, Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy's Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back

“There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.”
― Jean-Paul Sartre

“Black mail I suppose; an honest man paying through the nose for some of the capers of his youth. Black Mail House is what I call the place with the door, in consequence.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson