Anger is a poison. It eats us inside. We think when we hate someone we hurt them, but hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do to others we also do to ourselves.

There is a time for hello and a time for good-bye. It's why the act of burying thing seems natural, but the act of digging them up does not.

The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.

...You can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

I don't know about Heaven or Hell, but I do know that we are visited all the time by the spirits of those who affected us in life.

People are only mean when they're threatened, and that's what our culture does. That's what our economy does.

You are not your past.