To believe a thing is not to make it true.
Times are not what they were, and we cannot be, either. If you sit and wish for what you want, you may not see it this side of the grave.
I surrender to it, and by surrendering, I control it.
You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.
