“I can promise you that the world is a factory. The sun stirs it, the humans rule it. And I remain. I carry them away.- spoken by death”
“The world promises things that are temporal and small, and it is served with great eagerness. I (Christ) promise things that are great and eternal, and the hearts of mortals are slow to stir.”
“I wonder can I carry on with the speed of the world without you in it.”
“I can't promise you that I'll never be am asshole again. But I can promise you that I don't mean it. And I can't promise you that I won't ever make mistakes, but I can promise you that I'll learn from them and do whatever it takes to make it right with you again.”
“The blackness would stir and eventually go away, and God would remain, a shining point of light in my heart. I would go on loving.”
“I want to glide in a world of beauty,’ I said. ‘To be carried away into a world of luxurious things.”