Where there were lilacs there would be luck.

and want can be a hundred times stronger than need, and a thousand times stronger than common sense. She

If she felt my gaze upon her, I assume she was accustomed to being stared at, just as I was used to wanting what I could not have.

What was desire anyway, when examined in the clear light of day? Was it the way a woman searched for her clothes in the morning, or the manner in which a man might watch her sit before the mirror and comb her hair? Was it a pale November dawn, when ice formed on windowpanes and crows called from the bare black trees? Or was it the way a person might yield to the night, setting forth on a path so unexpected that daylight would never again be completely clear?

Perhaps I was drawn to stories in which people found their true desires because I was a stranger to myself.

Just like you still think you'll be happier if you run away.

But if God love me, Celie, I don't have to do all that. Unless I want to. There's a lot of other things I can do that I speck God likes. Like what? I ast. Oh, she say. I can lay back and just admire stuff. Be happy. Have a good time.

And I try to teach my heart not to want nothing it can't have.

I think she thought she love him. But he got so many of us. All needing somethin'.

Once us feel loved by God, us do the best us can to please him with what us like.

Oh, it make something else. People think pleasing God is all God care about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back. Yeah? I say. Yeah, she say. It always making little surprises and springing them on us when us least expect.

Maybe you've invested a lot of time, effort, money, emotion, and energy in a relationship; you did your best to make it work out. But for some reason, things got off course. And now you feel as though you have been robbed. When we focus on or disappointments, we stop God from ringing fresh new blessing into our lives.