Soon man will count all his days, and then smaller segments of the day, and then smaller still-until the counting consumes him, and the wonder of the world he has been given is lost.

Before you measure the years, you measure the days.

We do not realize the sound the world makes -- unless, of course, it comes to a stop. Then, when it starts, it sounds like an orchestra.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And because...

To these people, unhappiness was a condition, an intolerable state of affairs. If pills could help, pills were taken. But pills were not going to change the fundamental problem in the construction....

And in that line now was a whiskered old man, with a linen cap and a crooked nose, who waited in a place called the Stardust Band Shell to share his part of the secret of heaven: that each affects the...

my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways from the book of Isaiah

Faith, it is said, is better than belief, because belief is when someone else does the thinking.

She cared. She gave a crap. When I lacked even the self-respect to keep myself alive, she dabbed my cuts and I fell back into being a son; I fell as easily as you fall into your pillow at night. And I...

What you have done to this point cannot be undone. What you do next... It is still unwritten.

It's like going back to being a child again. Someone to bathe you. Someone to lift you. Someone to wipe you. We all know how to be a child. It's inside all of us. For me, It's just remembering how to...

You cannot write if you do not read, the blind man said. You cannot eat if you do not chew. And you cannot play if you do not-he grabbed for the boy's hand-listen.

There are five people you meet in heaven," the Blue Man suddenly said. "Each of us was in your life for a reason. You may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For...

As life goes on, you will join other bands, some through friendship, some through romance, some through neighborhoods, school, an army. Maybe you will all dress the same, or laugh at your own private...

Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time.

When hope is gone, time is punishment.

Every day, have a little bird on your shoulder that asks, 'Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person i want to be? Is today the day I die?

Consider the word time. We use so many phrases with it. Pass time. Waste time. Kill time. Lose time. In good time. About time. Take your time. Save time. A long time. Right on time. Out of time. Mind...

I made the wrong choice ," I whispered. My mother shook her head."A child should never have to choose.

You can be a mama's boy, be a daddy's boy, but you can't be both. So you cling to the one you think you might lose.

Because we embrace our scars more than our healing. {...} We can recall the exact day we got hurt, but who remembers the day the wound was gone?

The news of life is carried via telephone. A baby's birth, a couple engaged, a tragic car accident on a late night highway - most milestones of the human journey, good or bad, are foreshadowed by the...

And if you don´t commit? I asked. Your choice. But you miss what´s on the other side. What´s on the other side? Ah he smiled. A happiness you cannot find alone

But common sense has no place in first love and never has.

Silence was his escape, but silence is rarely a refuge.

Invest in the human family. Invest in people. Build a little community of those you love and who love you.

Lost love is still love.

I'm in love with hope.

I know I cannot undo this. None of us can undo what we've done, or relive a life already recorded.

Getting old we can deal with. Being old is the problem