wystswolf

The storm does not ask what you’ve made—it only asks how deeply you’ve grown.

A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting.

There've a LOT of words lately

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He is drunk with the scent of her absence.

When you kill someone, you don't just kill who they were, you kill a little bit of everyone who knew them.

Trust is vital. Easy when you agree—the rest of the time, that's real trust.

There is nothing to write. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

And it never failed that during the dry years the people forgot about the rich years, and during the wet years they lost all memory of the dry years.

Trust that the Judge of all the earth will do what is right.