The devil sweeps people away by deceiving them, showing them a happy life only in the movies
Life is defined by time, appreciate the beauty of time;
A time to plant, a time to harvest.
A time to cry, a time to laugh.
A time to be sad, a time to be happy.
A time to be born, a time to die.
I am fighting to stay alive not because I fear death, but because I love life.
Happily Single is holding out for the best and letting go of the rest. It’s saying “I will and I can
Hoping fast that my arrow’s flight is steady and true,
I need this, I need my arrow to find you,
To pierce your skin and enter your undecided heart, Please, oh please, this can be our brand new start, Maybe it’s not meant to be, Maybe my arrow will miss and strike a tree,
But my love for you is strong, it guides my arrow,
I cannot miss, the window to your heart is very narrow, It slams shut igniting embers and sparking fury spatter, To my heart and your window, we are known as ‘shatter.
The fairies, as their custom, clapped their hands with delight over their cleverness, and they were so madly in love with the little house that they could not bear to think they had finished it.
I had seen a different side of her, the one where she didn’t feel threatened by me, and I liked that side. That side was vulnerable and happy and kind.
God doesn’t bless us just to make us happy; He blesses us to make us a blessing.
And in my novels I live many lives. Substitutes of spontaneity to replace a dreary reality. How I live for those inky black words and kaleidoscope colored experiences.
Open your mind to new experiences, particularly to the study of other people. Nothing that happens to a writer – however happy, however tragic – is ever wasted.