I Wasn't Quite As Certain

Trouble Is Just Like Love, After All; It Comes In Unannounced And Takes Over Before You've Had A Chance To Reconsider, Or Even To Think.

He Stepped Off The Pavement Like A Man Jumping Off A Bridge, As Calm As A Swimmer With An Ocean Out Below. Lucy Had Known What He Was Going To Do The Instant Their Eyes Met. She'd Know What He Intended Because She Would Have Done The Very Same Thing If She'd Had His Courage. Nothing Was Going To Break His Fall.

I'm A Really Eclectic Reader.

In A World Of Sorrow, Love Was An Act Of Will. All You Needed Were The Right Ingredients.

I Just Finished Colson Whitehead's "the Underground Railroad," Which I Think Is A Work Of Genius.