I'm really interested in people's decisions.

On our honeymoon we talked and talked. We stayed in a beachfront villa, and we drank rum and lemonade and talked so much that I never even noticed what color the sea was. Whenever I need to stop and remind myself how much I once loved Andrew, I only need to think about this. That the ocean covers seven tenths of the earth's surface, and yet my husband could make me not notice it.

We no longer need to show people being brave: instead, we can examine how they became brave. We can assume that they didn't start out that way. If we allow that they started out just like us, then their journey into courage becomes both more fascinating and more impressive.

If your face is swollen from the severe beatings of life, smile and pretend to be a fat man.

Sometimes we don't notice that someone is being brave, because they are only doing something that seems quite easy for us.

Yet war doesn't end with armistice, it only ends with forgiveness and reconciliation.

I think bravery means a different thing to everyone.