“His warm voicetiptoes into thequiet room.”
“He isbetter than warm fall colorsbetter than beautiful musicbetter than doughnuts and coffee”
“Right and wrongBlack and whiteAnd many shadesOf grayI want color in my lifeColor in my dreams.”
“In that moment i realize a circle of love is ten times better than a procession of sorrys.”
“sometimes, love is loud.sometimes, love is quiet. Always, love is my mom.”
“Oftentimeswhen I read a book,I want to savoreach word,each phrase,each page,loving the proseso much,I don't want itto end.Other timesthe story pulls me in,and I can hardlyread fast enough,the details flying by,some of them lostbecause all that mattersis making surethe characteris all rightwhen it's over.”