She made her absence unbearable and her presence a living hell. And I loved her all the more. That is what God asked of me.

Fill what is empty, empty what is full, and scratch where it itches.

I’ll come and make love to you at five o’clock. If I’m late start without me.

If God showed up at your doorstep today, promised you heaven upon the completion of a series of tasks that you would undertake, what wouldn’t you do especially if he showed you the alternative?

BOO, BOo, Boo

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.