I know that in the end, God will forgive me. He will forgive your father, me, and you too. I hope you can do the same. Forgive your father if you can. Forgive me if you wish. But most important, forgive yourself.

The detached observer&#39;s view is one window on the world.

He knew he could always be smart later, if that turned out to be a better strategy. But once you admitted to being smart, there was no going back.

What is this Love that so many speak of with such apparent familiarity? Do  they truly comprehend how unattainable it is? Are there not as many  definitions of Love as there are stars in the universe?

Written By Brian Herbert

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