Karen

“I am like a room where things once happened and now nothing does, except the pollen of the weeds that grow up outside the window, blowing in as dust across the floor.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung, and possibly be broken…. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. C. S. LEWIS”
― John Ortberg, Love Beyond Reason