The older I get, the more convinced I am that the space between people who are trying their best to understand each other is hallowed ground.
I like you just the way you are.
There is no normal life that is free of pain. It's the very wrestling with our problems that can be the impetus for our growth.
Love isn't a state of perfect caring, it is an active noun like struggle.
What really matters is not just our own winning but helping other people to win, too.
It's not the honors and the prizes and the fancy outsides of life which ultimately nourish our souls. It's the knowing that we can be trusted, that we never have to fear the truth, that the bedrock of our very being is good stuff.