the pain we suffer is a way to make us appreciate what comes next.

"You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?"

We all lose somebody we care about and want to find some comforting way of dealing with it, something that will give us a little closure, a little peace.

You have to start over. That's what they say. But life is not a board game, and losing a loved one is never really "starting over." More like "continuing without.

Desire sets our compass, but real life steers our course.

Love each other or die.

But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.