What he did was wrong. He doesn't deserve your love. But he does deserve your forgiveness, because otherwise he will grow like a weed in your heart until it's choked and overrun. The only person who suffers, when you squirrel away all that hate, is you.

When we're awake, we see what we need to see. When we're asleep, we see what is really there.

I keep quite busy, walk 5 miles a day, and have an excellent hairdresser who keeps the gray out of my red hair.

The Lord turned water into wine. All I'm suggesting is a trip to the grocery store.

If you've lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it, and if you didn't - you will never understand.

How can you be a survivor, when you can't even remember the war?

How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?