What would you give to remember everything? I have this power. I absorb your memories; when you hear me, you relive them. A first dance. A wedding. The song that played when you got the big news. No...
Lines formed at Ruby Pier- just as a line formed someplace else; five people, waiting, in five chosen memories, for a little girl named Amy or Annie to grow and to love and to age and to die, and to...
I believe in being fully present.That means you should be with the person you're with. ...I am talking to you. I am thinking about you.
When he went blundering back to God,His songs half written, his work half done,Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,What hills of peace or pain he won?I hope God smiled and took his hand,And...
PerdonareForgive Yourself}
You didn't get it. Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices. A mother works so her son can go to...
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.
What's time between a mother and her daughter?Never too much, never enough.
fairness, he said, does not govern life and death. if it did, no good person would ever die.Strangers, the Blue Man said, are just family you have yet to come to know.sacrifice is a part of life. it...
How can I be envious of where you are when I've been there myself?
But what if someone from another faith won't recognize yours? Or wants you dead for it?That is not faith. That is hate. He sighed. And if you ask me, God sits up there and cries when that happens.
Aging is not just decay, you know, its growth.
I lived," Dor said, "but I was not alive.
Money is not a substitute for tenderness, and power is not asubstitute for tenderness.
heaven is always and forever around us, and no soul remembered is ever really gone.
Music is in the connection of human souls, speaking a language that needs no words. Everyone joins a band in this life. And what you play always affects someone. Sometimes, it affects the world....
What in life can love not penetrate? Mabel Hubbard, deaf since childhood, gave Alexander Bell a piano as a wedding gift and asked that he play it for her every day, as if his music could pierce her...
Same for loneliness: you let go, let the tears flow, feel it completely--but eventually be able to say, All right, that was my moment of loneliness. I'm not afraid of feeling lonely, but now I'm going...
This time was different. The tools of this era--phones, computers--enabled people to move at a blurring pace. Yet despite all they accomplished, they were never at peace.
Please do not leave me, he thought. He could not bear a world without Alli. He realized how much he relied on her from morning until night. She was his only conversation. His only smile. She prepared...
Before you measure the years, you measure the days. And before the days, you measure the moon.
But love takes many forms, and it is not the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love.
She would tell her that endings are also beginnings, we just don't know it at the time.
The manager once called me the 'best freak' in his stable, and, sad as it sounds, I took pride in that. When you are an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.
Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else.
So many times I feel I'm using the same words over and over, like a woman wearing the same dress every day. So boring!
When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone.
Timing is everything. That´s right. Which is why our sages tell us to repent exactly one day before we die." But how do you know it´s the day before you die? I asked. He raised his eyebrows....
You're never in love with anyone the way you are when you're eighteen
So often, we push away the voices closest to us. But once they're gone, we reach for them.
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...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag...
Inscribed on the back was a line from Virgil in Latin: Audentes fortuna juvat. Fortune favors the...