“My home drove meinto the wilderness.Few look for me. Few hear me.”

“He drove into me hard, slipping into my slick tunnel with ease. “Who are you to me?”My blood stirred in my veins from me just hearing the question. “You’re queen.”

“Nevertheless, I drove right past my landmark, an antique store which looked to me like an ordinary house with junk piled on the front porch.”

“Home at last, and my little ranch house looks mighty plain, but it is home to me and I am glad to see it.”

“At home in Dellacrosse my place in the world of college and Troy and incipient adulthood dissolved and I became an unseemly collection of jostling former selves. Snarkiness streaked through my voice, or sullenness drove me behind a closed door for hours at a time. ”

“How sweet all at once it was for me to be rid of those fruitless joys which I had once feared to lose..! You drove them from me, you who are the true, the sovereign joy. You drove them from me and took their place.... O Lord my God, my Light, my Wealth, and my Salvation.”