If There Is Love Enough,then Nothing-not Nature,

I Would Play Ball With Catherine, And Hide And Seek: Not A Very Challenging Game In An Open Meadow, But She Was Still At The Age Where She Believed That If She Shut Her Eyes And Buried Her Head Under A Shawl Then She Could Not Be Seen.

I Am In The Interesting Position Of Being Sometimes Skimmed By The Critics And Called Literature And Sometimes Called Historical Fiction.

It Is Not Love That Matters, Mistress Boy, It Is What You Choose To Do With It. What’d You Choose To Do With Yours?

The Bird Sings As If To Say That Delight Is Easy, For Those Who Desire It

...you Have To Have Faith That You Are Doing God's Will. Sometimes You Will Not Understand. Sometimes You Will Doubt. But If You Are Doing God's Will, You Can't Be Wrong, You Can't Go Wrong.