Quotes by David Paul Kirkpatrick

Through science, she could reach anyone at anytime around the world, but no one seemed to know what to say.

Darkness is not forever, eventually there will be stars.

Love is the reason why, even in suffering, we smile.

Love is the reason why, in confusion, we understand.

The breeze carried the music into the distant country plains, past the bullet trains, across the majestic cornfields and the Christmas tree farms. The music swept past the Georgia orange trees, the droning honeybees, and the shining seas of the Atlantic. It wafted past the London Pier. Young Britney wanted all of Nod to hear.

Where they had once ambled alone, they now walked together home.

For happy are the merciful for they shall, too, know mercy.

They would be a duet. They would be happy. What is happy, anyways?

The river was beautiful and wise. There were the two of them being happy in a new way. For here, there was no man, no woman, no master, no yellow, no black, no white. We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of Love. Along that river is the tree of heaven.

All bowmen are caught between heaven and earth, born to discovery, choosing to love and raise their eyes high to a future that is apparent only through the strength of their hope.

You are the apple of Love’s eye.

Small as a pea. Wider than the sea. This is where you and I came to be.

What are those glorious dots? Those, dear one, are forget-me-nots!

Somehow, the days of summer with their glimmering enchantment of dancing ladybugs and sailing clouds had faded into grey. Maddie’s heart had somehow faded with it.

I no longer belong to your ways. My religion is love. Every heart is my church.

Tears are another river that takes us home. We become alive with tears. There isn’t a chance to return to sleep when we are weeping.

For in the sorrow, there is also our happiness.

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

In the river swam the gleaming fish, which were meant for water, just as humankind is meant for love.