I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.
Anita DiamantI am so honored to be the vessel into which you pour this story of pain and strength.
Anita DiamantWherever you walk, I go with you. Selah.
Anita DiamantTags: the-red-tent
you got a sad story, ruth,' mimba said. 'but not sad-sad. you here with me and cato and all us together now. you have a happy-sad story. best you can get in this life is happy-sad. but you always gotta remember your own mama that birthed you. even though you only got a crumb of her story, you still got to say her name out loud. you always honor your dead, else you get trouble from them, sure.
Anita DiamantTags: philosophy
The story it told was unremarkable: a tale of love found and lost- the oldest story in the world. The only story.
Anita DiamantSometimes luck was just another word for creation, which was as relentless as destruction.
Anita DiamantWeeping is terrible for the complexion" said Leonie, holding Shayndel close, "but it is very good for the soul.
Anita DiamantIn the moment before I crossed over, I knew that the priests and magicians of Egypt were fools and charlatans for promising to prolong the beauties of life beyond the world we are give. Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. All of life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.
Anita DiamantTags: life art beauty death red-tent
One of my great secrets was knowing I had the power to make her smile.
Anita DiamantI pray I die before they day comes when I do not know if my sons are infants or grandfathers.
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