They're just words. And words alone don't really mean anything. It's what you feel and what you believe when you say them that matter.

Friends, I was pretty sure, lift their friends up; they don't weigh them down like a sack full of stones

When there's something or someone, when there's anything that makes you happy, you don't let a continent or an ocean or an empty pocket keep you apart

I have a theory that as long as you have one good friend, one real friend, you can get through anything.

Precision about language can be really, really annoying. It can make you miss the point of what the other person is saying altogether.

Some things you can fix, and some things you can't. And I just think it is a shame to walk away from the things you can.

The Little Drummer Boy was playing in the background for what seemed like the third time in a row. I fought off an urge to beat that Little Drummer Boy senseless with his own drumsticks.