I don’t miss anyone. If I did I would do something about it. Besides, some people come back...in dreams. That’s when they’re honest.

When he comes for her, it’s only in her dreams where she has no control, no way to shut the door, and nowhere to run. That’s when she listens.

You can shoo people away in real life, but not when they force their way in through the dream door.

You can not argue with stupid but you can certainly play with it.

Grab onto God's promises with one hand and His faithfulness with the other, ripping apart the natural to reveal the supernatural unseen beneath.

Surrender is the only path to supernatural living.

I shivered as the cold was all encompassing, not just from being outdoors, but from being read as well. He had a way of seeing through me. It was as unnerving as it was bonding and I couldn't figure out how the two could co-exist.

Envy, as distasteful as it is, has seeped into my mind on rare occasions, and those I've envied, although few in number, have only been those that live a life of leisure with peace of mind and time to do such wonderful things as read.

I know you're there. I can detect your presence each time it closes in on mine.

Three of them have the gift of sight but two of them ignore it when what they want most is to believe "this one" will be different.