“...she bid me to look out on the lawn at the leper girls who were running on lame feet, playing croquet with crippled hands. "There is beauty," she said, "in the least beautiful of things.” — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“Old Korean adage, "Even jade has flaws." Or, in other words: Nothing in life is ever perfect.” — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“Summer in Honolulu brings the sweet smell of mangoes, guava, and passionfruit, ripe for picking; it arbors the streets with the fiery red umbrellas… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“We moved into Jade Moon's rooming house within the week, and slowly she and I found that our friendship, though damaged, was like fabric… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“Isn't it strange, how one so afraid of contracting a fatal malady...should so earnestly wish for death, as well?” — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
God didn't give man wings; He gave him the brains and the spirit to give himself wings. Just as He gave us the capacity… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“They toured the new hospital, the renovated and expanded McVeigh Home, and the (named without apparent irony) Bay View Home for the Blind and… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“Carve the peg by looking at the hole.' Eddie looked at me blankly and I explained, 'An old Korean saying. It means, Do things… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“...she bid me to look out on the lawn at the leper girls who were running on lame feet, playing croquet with crippled hands.… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“She had never been afraid of the dark, but then she had never known a dark like this before.” — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
I've come to believe that how we choose to live with pain, or injustice, or death…is the true measure of the Divine within us. — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“...and all they could do was sit, sleep, eat, and be reminded day after day, night after night, of their disease and eventual death.” — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“But no - I was his wife, and it was my duty to share his pain as I shared his success. I walked out… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
“What's it like? Being married? Cold feet. Middle of the night you're sleeping, suddenly, wham, you've got ice cold feet warming themselves on the… — Alan Brennert Copy Share Image
