You need to keep people close. You need to give them access to your heart.

All that happens when your dreams come true is a slow, melting realization that it wasn't what you thought.

A wind blew, and the sand around his drawing scattered. He wrapped his fingers inside his wife's, and Father Time rekindled a connection he had only ever had with her. He surrendered to that sensation and felt the final drops of their lives touch one another, like water in a cave, top meets bottom, Heaven meets Earth. As their eyes closed, a different set of eyes opened, and they rose from the ground as a shared south, up and up, a sun and a moon in a single sky.

my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways" from the book of Isaiah

Never tell a child that something it's too hard

You see, you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too--even when you’re in the dark. Even when you’re falling.

If you want to be a good writer, make sure you read. I'm amazed by how many people don't bother to do that.