My new favorite title is How Jane Austen Ruined My Life. I don't have the courage to read it, though. I'm afraid to discover she's ruined mine as well.
Life, Books, Reading
How can I not believe that there is a God who exists and loves, when the people before me are infused with that love and pour it out daily?
Love, God, Family
The day we forget the horror, Sam, we will repeat it. Never forget your past. It will make you less human, less than human.
Forgetting, Human, Past
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