We considered behaving, but it’s against our nature.

Love is patient. Love is kind. It bears all things. Love never fails. Love is as strong as death.

When you come to the edge of all that you know, you must believe one of two things: either there will be ground to stand on, or you will be given wings to fly.

Hope burns eternal in the human heart.

By that which you kill are you bound.

It’s a booley village,” Ian told her. “The islanders used to take their animals into the hills for the summ. They’d camp out in these stone huts: men, women, and children. Everyone stayed up all...

You can’t really know what you are made of until you are tested.

To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst....

Life isn’t as magical here, and you’re not the only one who feels like you don’t belong, or that it’s better somewhere else. But there ARE things worth living for. And the best part is...

Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?