Seth told us good night and left. I watched him go wistfully. “Anyone else here feel like swooning?
If I propose, you'll know it. For one thing, I'll be hyperventilating.
What hope is there?" I asked. "If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?
We all have moments of weakness. It’s how we recover from them that really counts.
Very often the things we most desire come only after much patience and struggle.