Lucas Scott

Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically... to those who hardly think about us in return.

Ida Scott Taylor once wrote, "do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone, and do not be troubled about the future, for it has yet to come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering."

T. H. White said, "perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically to those who hardly think about us in return."

Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred, how did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us that we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return, but knowing that some would be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows. Swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?