Empty Spaces:After his father died he carried his life more gently & left an empty space for the birds & other creatures.

I hope someday you see this is all life wants: for you to be your own kind of beautiful & not the kind that makes you forget who you are.

I don't blame you for everything, she told me. Just the stuff my friends & I can agree on.

You may not remember the time you let me go first. Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn't that far to go. Or the time you waited at the crossroads for me to catch up. You may not remember any of those, but I do and this is what I have to say to you: Today, no matter what it takes, we ride home together.

If you're talking to a child, you're going, 'This is the wonder of science and here's why I'm so fascinated by it.'

There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by myself.

She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short.