Where the Light Fell

by Philip Yancey

Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared with love in dreams. —Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

Each new morn New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows Strike heaven on the face… —Shakespeare, Macbeth

A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen. —Edward de Bono, The Mechanism of Mind