Autumn

“The stars grew smaller and smaller, and the black softened. She stood up, hugging the quilt around her, watching. At the back was darkness still, but before her was light: pale yellow growing brilliant, gold-streaked with red and orange. She had watched sunrises before within walls and behind glass, but never like this, with the cool breeze in her face and wilderness in every direction. She had never seen anything so beautiful.”
― Francine Rivers

“Where do I go from here?'
'That's up to you.' Jonathan smiled. 'And the Lord.”
― Francine Rivers, Redeeming Love

“My mom always told me I should pray when I need help, and that day I needed all the help I could get.”
― Tom O'Neill, Chaos: Charles Manson, the CIA, and the Secret History of the Sixties

“But I'm certain of one thing; much of what we accept as fact is fiction.”
― Tom O'Neill, Chaos: Charles Manson, the CIA, and the Secret History of the Sixties