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...

He told me a story. A man buried his wife. At the gravesite he stood by the Reb, tears falling down his face. I loved her, he whispered. The Reb nodded. I mean…I really loved her. The man broke...

But my father, a thief in many ways, had robbed me of my concentration.

Secrets, Charley," my mother whispered. "They'll tear you apart.

Sometimes during the night, your father awakened. He rose from his bed, staggered across the room, and found the strength to raise the window sash. He called your mother's name with what little voice...

A heart weighs more when it splits in two; it crashes in the chest like a broken plane. Sarah dragged her wreckage back to the house up to her bedroom, and down into a deep, dark hole.

Not aging is not the same as living

Sully: I never said good-byeGiselle: Such a needless word when you love somebody

Have you ever dreamt of someone who's gone,but in the dream you have new conversation? The world you enter then is not so far from the world I'm in now.

Love is when you are as concerned about someone else's situation as you are about your own.

Napoleon once dismissed religion as 'what keeps the poor from murdering the rich.' Meaning, without the fear of God--or literally the hell we might have to pay--the rest of us would just take what we...

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped.Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers.

He had his time measures and he had her. That was his life. For as long as he could remember, it had been that way, Dor and Alli, even as children. I do not want to die, she whispered.You will not...