You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.

What if it turns out that a life isn’t defined by who you belong to or where you came from, by what you wished for or whom you’ve lost, but instead by the moments you spend getting from each of these places to the next?

After all, the only way to communicate is to find someone who can comprehend; the only way to be forgiven is to find someone who is willing to forgive.

You'd think someone who'd been to medical school would be able to hear through a stethoscope that somebody was empty inside.

My grandmother told me that her father used to ask her a riddle: What must you break apart in order to bring a family close together? Bread, of course.

I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice....sure it does...but only if you're too dumb to move.

Love [is] supposed to move mountains, to make the world go round, to be all you need, but it [falls] apart at the deatils. It [can't] save a single person.