How unfortunate it is to be constrained by what people might say at our funeral or on our gravestone.
For some of us life is so fantastic we can't stand it.
How much more comfortable it is to say 'Yes, and...' than 'Yes, but...'.
Life is a process of continually reordering priorities.
We all have the right to be wrong and be loved just the same.
I feel that the only true security I have is my capacity, however limited, to love.