The strongest people in the world are the ones who think they're weak.

We had been so close to missing each other, he and I. He had turned out to be the greatest gift of all.

It means that we should celebrate today's failure because it is a clear sign that our voyage of discovery is not yet over.

When two people love each other, they do not comply and does not dominate, only complement each other.

I had never seen a real live dead person.

I didn't want anyone getting close to me. I pushed people away. Built a wall around my heart to keep them out. I let one person take down the bricks, and I suppose it was a good idea, but, sometimes, he hurts me too. And it hurts so much worse then any other hurt I've felt because he is one of the very few that matter anymore.

They all knew this, but this didn't stop them from good-naturedly crowding around the front door every time it opened, every single time, despite the fact that they were never -EVER- let into the house. I loved this particularly fine thing about dogs: Despite a lifetime of denied entrance, hope never died in their hearts.