Yo can always take back the lost parts of yourself if you can find and recognize them.

I find you write with one person in mind. Usually for me that one person is my wife, because she's my most severe critic and understands best what I'm trying to do.

Part of life is a quest to find that one essential person who will understand our story. But we choose wrongly so often. Over the ensuing years that person we thought understood us best ends up regarding us with pity, indifference, or active dislike. Those who truly care can be divided into two categories: those who understand us, and those who forgive our worst sins. Rarely do we find someone capable of both.

Kids own nothing. Everything is either promised, borrowed, longed for or exaggerated.

Learn to wait; invariably either things will change or your heart will.

How easily we ignore or forget the small kindnesses and considerations in life which are really the only everyday magic we witness on a regular basis. Just think- to make happiness out of nothing more than a few kind words or a generous gesture.

Even the handsomest men do not have the same momentary effect on the world as a truly beautiful woman does.