Johnston's Books Are Beautifully Written And Among

I Am Sorry I Ran From You. I Am Still Running, Running From That Knowledge, That Eye, That Love From Which There Is No Refuge. For You Meant Only Love, And Love, And I Felt Only Fear, And Pain. So Once In Israel Love Came To Us Incarnate, Stood In The Doorway Between Two Worlds, And We Were All Afraid.

The Way You Live Your Days Is The Way You Live Your Life.

Nothing Moves A Woman So Deeply As The Boyhood Of The Man She Loves.

We Are Here To Witness The Creation And To Abet It.

For Writing A First Draft Requires From The Writer A Peculiar Internal State Which Ordinary Life Does Not Induce. ... How To Set Yourself Spinning?