Everybody believes in chance.

I don't believe in fate, as in, which I - as a Catholic, I think, sort of predestination. But I certainly believe in chance.

You are always someones favorite unfolding story

He used to say we all had a compass inside of us and what we needed to do was to find it and to follow it.

To say it was a beautiful day would not begin to explain it. It was that day when the end of summer intersects perfectly with the start of fall .... [p.218 ff.]

We are taught to be suspicious, especially of anyone who might not look like us or share our beliefs.

Love is a rebellious bird that no one can tame