I give myself a good cry if I need it, but then I concentrate on all good things still in my life.
Every day, have a little bird on your shoulder that asks, 'Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person i want to be? Is today the day I die?
What in life can love not penetrate?
The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.
Accept the past as past, without denying it or discarding it.
Things change when you're not in danger anymore.