I don't want to make the same mistake twice. I don't want to tell myself it's over when it's not.

I tell you this as a cautionary tale: beware of getting what you want. It's bound to disappoint you.

There are so many ways a family can unravel. All it takes is a tiny slash of selfishness, a rip of greed, a puncture of bad luck. And yet, woven tightly, family can be the strongest bond imaginable.

If you end your story, it's a static work of art, a finite circle. But if you don't, it belongs to anyone's imagination. It stays alive forever.

The only difference between a wish and a prayer is that you're at the mercy of the universe for the first, and you've got some help with the second.

And I remembered something else that makes us human: faith, the only weapon in our arsenal to battle doubt.

An apology with a defense built in isn't much of an apology