Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Do you know what causes wind? High pressure meeting low pressure. Warm meeting cold. Change. Change causes wind. and the bigger the change, the stronger the wind blows.
We humans make so much of 'our' time on earth. We measure it, we compare it, we put it in our tombstones.
If you hold back on the emotions-if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them-you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid...
Dor came from a time before the written word, a timewhen if you wished to speak with someone, you walked to see them. This time was different. The tools ofthis era-phones, computers-enabled people to...
He wrote bite-sized philosophies about living with death's shadow: Accept what you are able to do and what you are not able to do; Accept the past as past, without denying it or discarding it; Learn...
All parents damage their children. This was their life together. Neglect. Violence. Silence.
Time is not something you give back
You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails.
And when gods touched something, the normal became the supernatural, the simple became the wondrous.
Stay with me.""Forever.
We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act.
We must be open to God's miracles.
Through it all, despite it all, Eddie privately adored his old man, because sons will adore their fathers through even the worst behavior. It is how they learn devotion. Before he can devote himself...
And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creatures endures. A fear of time running out
A eulogy is no more than a summation of memories, and we will never forget you, because we cannot forget you, because we will miss you every day. To imagine a world without you in it is to imagine a...
Be satisfied. Be grateful. For what you have. For what the love you received. And for what God has given you
Once we want to know how we will die, we learn how we should live {pg 87, Tuesdays With Morrie}
He didn't understand depression. To him it was weakness.
Tell you what. After I'm dead, you talk. And I'll listen.
Remember this, Francisco," he said. "The secret is not to make your music louder, but to make the world quieter.
Do not cry for losing blood. Not for something you love.
Don't be sorry. You're alive.
A teacher's shadow can hover for life.
Man searches for courage in drink, but it is not courage that he finds, it is fear that he loses. A drunken man may step off a cliff. That does not make him brave, just forgetful.
How do you let go of anger? How do you release a fury you've been standing on for so long, you would stumble if it were yanked away? As Sully sat in his old room, holding the letter, he felt himself...
Come to me, you who are weary and burdened, and I will grant you rest. {Matthew 11:28}
Once, lovers on faraway shores sat by candlelight and dipped ink to parchment, writing words that could not be erased. They took an evening to compose their thoughts, maybe the next evening as well....
Strangers," the Blue Man said, "are just family you have yet to come to know.
As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag...