How much more comfortable it is to say 'Yes, and...' than 'Yes, but...'.
Before I can accept someone's help, I must accept their presence.
One of the small consolations of old age, if you are lucky, can be at least a partial recovery of innocence.
We all have the right to be wrong and be loved just the same.
To insist that I am not forgiven is a kind of inverse arrogance.
I see a good marriage as being like two tall trees growing beside each other, each nourishing the grace of the other.