“He moves smoothly and slowly, carrying his concentration like a brimming cup.”

“My little cup brims with tiddles.”

“and when he moved it was like watching oil spread across a lake, smooth and fluid, almost vicious”

“For those who've progressed a little way down the path of spiritual growth, one of the most intense delights of life in God is that just when we think He has filled our cup to the brim, He gives us a bigger cup.”

“It's only thunder." "It just startled me," she said, her eyes on his. "I'm not afraid of storms.' "Let's see." Still, he moved slowly, taking his time as much to prolong this new moment as to gauge her reaction. He laid his hands on her hips as the rain beat and splashed, sliding them up her body, smooth and easy as he lowered his head, paused-one long breath-then fit his mouth to hers.”

“A cup brimful of sweetness cannot spill even one drop of bitter water, no matter how suddenly jarred.”