Truth

The truth is that there is only one terminal dignity - love. And the story of a love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity. - Helen Hayes


Were life beneath the Carolina moon not a mix of curse and blessing, I would argue with Ms. Hayes. Alas, we have that mix and thus our bliss is intermittent. Never less though is God's love, even when ours doubts or falters.

Dread