“Each human must invent human love, a chance that will be given to you in becoming human. And for all the atrocity they have done and will do, it is still through human love, and no other, that appetite, desire,… — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
“And what does God ask of you?” “To fly without wings. To do what seems impossible. To cling to our loves through the rapids of our hates. To know that God charges us with the task of making these miracles. They exist between person and person, as flame goes from candle to candle. To know that all we can know… — Patricia Storace Copy Share
“A dinner made by a great cook is a vision of the world to come.” — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
“Souraya thought those days that she knew so many songs about the misery of love because pain kept love within the boundaries of time, and knowable, whereas what she was experiencing passed beyond the horizon of birth and death; it was like the eternal life the prophets spoke of. A gesture, a kiss, a task, a sentence had a golden… — Patricia Storace Copy Share
“Many more have died of attempting love than victory, and countless numbers hate love more than war. Honor has often been the dear prize awarded to the killers of lovers. The epics of war have always and still outnumber the epics of love. For those who love deeply and greatly gain a clairvoyant, excruciating awareness of the fear and suffering… — Patricia Storace Copy Share
“In a story, you must always listen for the voice you cannot hear, the one that has been ignored or silenced. In that crushed… — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
“They lay together like a word and a comma, asleep within an unfinished sentence.” — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
“You cannot know how many other miracles one sole miracle begets. She was not a savior. She did not confer salvation. She said we… — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
“Each human must invent human love, a chance that will be given to you in becoming human. And for all the atrocity they have… — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
“We can never stop searching for Heaven, since there is always more of it than we can see. There, as in those tales that… — Patricia Storace Copy Share Image
