Lords of melody and song,Lords of roses burning bright,Blue will right the ancient wrong,Though the way is dark and long,Blue will shine with loving light.

Lords of spirit, Lords of breath,Lords of fireflies, stars, and light,Who will keep the world from death?Who will stop the coming night?Blue eyes, blue eyes, have the sight.

Good helps us, the stars help us, perhaps what you would call light helps us, love helps us.

My heart believed even when my mind faltered. I listened to my heart and I wrote "A Wrinkle in Time" as an affirmation that there was indeed light in the darkness with which I was surrounded. I wrote it for God.

We draw people to Christ not by loudly discrediting what they believe, by telling them how wrong they are and how right we are, but by showing them a light that is so lovely that they want with all their hearts to know the source of it.

There was no light. The darkness was deep and there was no dazzle.

Like it or not, we either add to the darkness of indifference and out-and-out evil which surrounds us or we light a candle to see by.