Silence was his escape, but silence is rarely a refuge.

We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our workplaces, where we spend so much time--we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true.

I like myself better when I'm with you.

Death is the end of a lifetime, not the end of a relationship.

No one gets left behind, remember?

He cried that night for all that he had lost, but he would say it taught him a valuable lesson: that holding on to things "will only break your heart.

She was like a wound beneath an old bandage, and he had grown more used to the bandage.