We are too involved in materialistic things, and they don't satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted.

Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love, and a peaceful heart.

I made the wrong choice ," I whispered. My mother shook her head. "A child should never have to choose.

You may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth.

Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralysing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

Critics have a problem with sentimentality. Readers do not. I write for readers.

God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it's all one song - one same, wonderful, human song.