Hope can get you through anything.

The hardest choices in life aren't between what's right and what's wrong but between what's right and what's best.

I think I get it now. It doesn't matter how nice home is--it just matters that it feels like home.

A young nurse, someone new whom he didn't recognise, came up to Henry and patted him on the arm. "Are you a friend or a family member?" She whispered the question in his ear, trying not to disturb Sheldon. The question hung there like a beautiful chord, ringing in the air. Henry was Chinese, Sheldon obviously wasn't. They looked nothing alike. Nothing at all. "I'm distant family," Henry said.

After a lifetime of nods, frowns and stoic smiles, they were both fluent in emotional shorthand.

The library is like a candy store where everything is free.

He'd do what he always did, find the sweet among the bitter.