"I’ve always thought a body would have to be sick and dying before they saw the Lord And I imagined that when he came it would be like look at the Baptist window; pretty as colored glass with the sun pouring through, such a shine you don’t know it’s getting dark. And it’s been a comfort: to think of that shine taking away all the spooky feeling. But I’ll wager it never happens. I’ll wager at the very end a body realizes the Lord has already shown Himself. That things are they are” her hand circles in a gesture that gathers clouds and kites and grass and Queenie pawing earth over her bone, “just what they’ve always seen, was seeing Him. As for me, I could leave the world with today in my eyes."
from A Christmas Memory
"You have to pick the places you don’t walk away from."
"It hurts to become."