The children to whom we read simple stories may or may not show gratitude, but each boon we give strengthens the pillars of the world.

Love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. Love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides. Each of us is created of it and I suspect each of us was created for it.

Let choice whisper in your ear and love murmur in your heart. Be ready. Here comes life.

I have great respect for the past.

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.

I've learned that forgiving is one of the greatest gifts that I can give myself.

When you wish someone joy, you wish them peace, love, prosperity, happiness... all the good things.