Books with title Them

New York Times bestselling author and senator Ben Sasse delivers an intimate and urgent assessment of the existential political crisis facing our nation. Something is wrong. We all know it. American life expectancy is declining for a third straight year. Birth rates are dropping. Nearly half of us think the other political party isn’t just wrong; they’re evil. We’re the richest country in history, but we’ve never been more pessimistic. What’s causing the despair?In Them, bestselling author and U.S. senator Ben Sasse argues that our crisis isn’t really about politics. It’s that we’re so lonely we can’t see straight―and it bubbles out as anger. Local communities are collapsing. Across the nation, little leagues are disappearing, Rotary clubs are dwindling, and in all likelihood, we don’t know the neighbor two doors down. Work isn’t what we’d hoped: less certainty, few lifelong coworkers, shallow purpose. Stable families and enduring friendships―life’s fundamental pillars―are in statistical freefall. As traditional tribes of place evaporate, we rally against common enemies so we can feel part of a team. No institutions command widespread public trust, enabling foreign intelligence agencies to use technology to pick the scabs on our toxic divisions. We’re in danger of half of us believing different facts than the other half, and the digital revolution throws gas on the fire. There’s a path forward―but reversing our decline requires something radical: a rediscovery of real places and human-to-human relationships. Even as technology nudges us to become rootless, Sasse shows how only a recovery of rootedness can heal our lonely souls. America wants you to be happy, but more urgently, America needs you to love your neighbor and connect with your community. Fixing what's wrong with the country depends on it.

Now, we all chase love and pursuit happiness. We all want to fill our hearts with the elixir of passion and lose ourselves in the labyrinth of romance. When we find our soul mate, the exact replica of our own, we encounter face to face with the magic of the universe. All we want is being the witness of every step our love takes. As if in another time you had met, as if in another life you had loved. Days and nights become enchanted. The very own heaven has conspired in our favor. You’ll feel the prophesy of love materialize in front of your eyes but destiny – as always – has decided different. It will not prevail. Or is it? It will not fulfill. Or is it?The cosmos, heaven and earth want to preserve it. The Omen had been foretold. The Omen would decrease the happiness; the Omen would haunt the love. You choose to live. But the Omen wouldn't be ignored. What would happen?

We all run away from the claws of the evil man, preventing his unclean nature entangles us in his rotten caverns, not let him posses our hearts, our minds or our souls, we try to get away with all our might. But happiness, love, desire and lust are his undercover weapons. We truly surrender our hearts and souls to love, but suffering is collecting its rewards. We all have done shameful errors. We all have done painful decisions. We all have done terrible mistakes. None are forgiven or forgotten.Destiny is watching. Life is the instrument to fulfill our paths. Failing to obey the heavenly designs would bring chaos to our lives. Youth is the time when confrontation takes place, you will gain or lose your own heart, recovering or killing your soul and keeping or renouncing to your mind. Have you pass it intact? Or your heart had been compromised too? Have you survived? Or are you still hanging with the sorrows of the scars? Some paths are more unbearable than others, some are agonizing, none are gentle and all are paved with our tears. At the end, we all look forward felicity. How you gain it? If you gain it. How you keep it? If you keep it. Was it the right decision? Will it last forever? Some quests only you would take, some answers only you would find, the reward, as always, is up to you.That’s why she ran away from the claws of the evil man. She knew her life was in peril. She asked for help to the only one she would despise more. The evil man disappeared forever, or did he? Now, she’s trap in a co-dependent relationship. She wanted to get away, but an economic burden retains her to his side. And to complicate her life, she had found love. She could touch the sky in his blue eyes. Destiny played a hard ball and she lost the love of her life. She kept bury herself with her boyfriend. She’s entrapped. She’s missing. She’s desperate, but couldn’t leave him. Now heaven had sent its emissary. The boy with honey-colored eyes, the freckles boy would bring her back from the Averno. And life will give her satisfaction of put everything in its own place.