He almost told her everything right then, that very moment. But you grab a moment, or you let it pass. He let it pass.

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.

People are only mean when they're threatened, and that's what our culture does. That's what our economy does.

What she mostly wanted, he learned, was the same thing many people want--someone to notice she was there.

You knew me. You knew that person, but you don't know the person I'm trying to become... You are not your past!

My writing habits are pretty static. I get up every morning between 6 and 7 am, grab a cup of coffee, say a few prayers, and go downstairs to my office and start writing.

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.