God Is With Me. Jesus Is Near.

I Think Everything We Do, On One Level Or Another, As Writers, Most Of Our Writing Is Informed By Our World View.

It's The Sorrow You Feel That Allows You To Crave Love. Without The Suffering, There Would Be No True Pleasure. Without Tears, No Joy. Without Deficiency, No Longing. This Is The Secret Of The Human Heart, Rom.

To Love In Any Way Is To Be Like A Child—it Means To Be Vulnerable, To Be Wide-eyed, To Be Selfless. There Is No Such Thing As Free Love; Love Is The Most Costly Expression In The World. To Love Romantically Is To Give Of Oneself Fully And Completely, A Merging And Meshing Of Souls So That The Twain Become A Unity. It Is To Allow The Sense Of Wonder To Fully Enrapture.

. . . Your History Is No Less Important To Your Survival Than Your Ability To Breathe. In The End, You Can Only Determine Whether To Saturate Your Memories With Pain Or With Perspective. Forgetting Is Not An Option. I Tell You The Truth Now: Pain Was Not God's Plan For This Life. It Is A Reality, But It Is Not A Part Of The Plan.

When I Sit Down To Write A Novel, I Am Exploring My Own Relationship With God, With The Struggle Between Good And Evil, My Own Purpose.