SAINT AUGUSTINE

• As I reflect on how we connected – we laughed, we cried, and in those 3 short hours, we grew to know and understand each other as friends.
• With my heart as my guide, I let go of my prejudices, my judgments, and I let the best of me conn...

I do not need to say that my panic swelled, that it became a live thing, slippery and deaf to reason. My steps grew hurried; the kitchen, the basement, the storerooms with their amphorae of oil and wine. And still I did not find him.

My eagerness displeased him. He did not like to see despe...

This feeling was different. I found myself grinning until my cheeks hurt, my scalp prickling till I thought it might lift off my head. My tongue ran away from me, giddy with freedom. This, and this, and this, I said to him. I did not have to fear that I spoke too much. I did not have to worry tha...