If you treat an animal right, they don't run away. They're not like us. They run away from people they don't trust; most times we run away from ourselves.

...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?

I didn't die, and that's the point. Doesn't matter how close you come if you walk away whole.

The lesson is letting go, giving up and giving thanks for what is. Life unfolds in mysterious and beautiful ways; I have very little say in this process.

Repetition will be repeated

I see I have this patience to wait it out, and the truth is no matter how dark I feel I would never take my own life, because when the darkness is over, then what a blessing is the feeblest ray of light!

We all draw breath and life from the same source of creation.

I suppose I'm in that very small group of people who are not waiting for their own story to unfold. If my life was a film, I'd have walked out by now.

Those who think they know it ALL don't know what they are missing!

The Abbe Paul looked at Agnes rather as Alain had, with respect. 'How sensible. People are desperate to probe mysteries which for the most part are best left unprobed. It is the modern curse: this demented drive to explain every blessed thing. Not everything can be explained. Nor should be, I think.