Life is a process of continually reordering priorities.
Years ago I heard the Indian Jesuit Raimundo Panikkar say: Expect Nothing.
I see a good marriage as being like two tall trees growing beside each other, each nourishing the grace of the other.
Ideals are great as long as they don't get in the way of what we want to do.
One of the small consolations of old age, if you are lucky, can be at least a partial recovery of innocence.
Before I can accept someone's help, I must accept their presence.