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“God has been there with us every step of the way.”
― Triumph: Life on the Other Side of Trials, Transplants, Transition and Transformation
― Triumph: Life on the Other Side of Trials, Transplants, Transition and Transformation
“There’s something… I can’t really explain it. Best not to try.’ ‘I’m so sorry. Must be so disturbing for you. But can’t you tell him about it?’ ‘No.’ ‘Is it affecting him?’ ‘I can’t really say. It’s complicated. He’s strong, he can overcome it, it’s going to take time. It’s something he has to face, something very difficult and complex. I can’t go there to be with him and I can’t say anything. I have to do what I have to do.”
― A MAN WHO SEEMED REAL: A story of love, lies, fear and kindness
― A MAN WHO SEEMED REAL: A story of love, lies, fear and kindness
“In a sense, trust is simply a stronger, more grounded version of faith.”
― I'm Just Saying: A Guide to Maintaining Civil Discourse in an Increasingly Divided World
― I'm Just Saying: A Guide to Maintaining Civil Discourse in an Increasingly Divided World
“He desperately tried to think of a story to explain his involvement in her sudden appearance, without mentioning the book of magic in his possession.
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― The Three Witches and the Master
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― The Three Witches and the Master
“It was golden hour in Tarrytown. An incandescent sun cast long shadows that pointed in unison toward nightfall. Birds sang. But their melodies were drowned out by crescendos of cicadas’ chattering.
Not to be outdone, the wind came and went in gusts, rising up and across the hills from the lake below. As it did, it blew through the trees agitating the millions of leaves in the canopy, the rustle and crackle of which drew the eyes upward, where an infinite canvas of burnt orange and purple was visible through the branches of proud oaks.”
― The Trial of Joe Harlan Junior
Not to be outdone, the wind came and went in gusts, rising up and across the hills from the lake below. As it did, it blew through the trees agitating the millions of leaves in the canopy, the rustle and crackle of which drew the eyes upward, where an infinite canvas of burnt orange and purple was visible through the branches of proud oaks.”
― The Trial of Joe Harlan Junior
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