In business people negotiate to win. They negotiate to get what they want. Love is different. Love is when you are as concerned about someone else's situation as you are about your own.

You can feel the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain-- no matter how smart or accomplished--they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love and a peaceful heart.

Sacrfice," the captain said. "You made one. I made one. We all made them. But you were angry over yours. You kept thinking about what you lost. You didn't get it. Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to.

She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this. And when hope is gone, time is punishment.

You can't substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship

You've lived through a lot of wars, I said. "Yes." Do they ever make more sense? "No.

When you come to the end, that's where God begins.