The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others.

When death takes your mother, it steals that word forever.

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

She had been so consumed with escaping her own misery, she hadn't considered the misery she might inflict.

...fairness," he said, "does not govern life and death. if it did, no good person would ever die." "Strangers," the Blue Man said, "are just family you have yet to come to know." "sacrifice is a part of life. it is supposed to be. it's not something to regret. it's something to aspire to. little sacrifices. big sacrifices. a mother works so her son can go to school. a daughter moves home to take care of her sick father. Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. you're just passing it on to someone else.

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

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