The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

Anyone can have a good day. The question is what do you do on a bad day. That's when you're being tested. In a very tangible sense, a bad day shows your innermost essence more than a good day.

Occasionally in life we come upon things we can't understand, because we have never seen anything similar.

I went back to those graves not long afterward and found as I stood there that sadness was a very heavy thing. My body weighed twice what it had only a moment earlier, as if those graves were pulling me down toward them.

Water is powerful. It can wash away earth, put out fire, and even destroy iron.

I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.

Neither you nor I can know your destiny. You may never know it! Destiny isn't always like a party at the end of the evening. Sometimes it's nothing more than struggling through life from day to day.