Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.

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

Had he known his death was imminent, he might have gone somewhere else. Instead, he did what we all do. He went about his dull routine as if all the days in the world were still to come. ~pg 4

There are no random acts...We are all connected...You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind.

Nobody's favorite movie is some dark, dysfunctional slasher story. Everybody's favorite song is a sentimental song. So why all of a sudden is it bad to be sentimental in books?

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

You can know the whole world and still feel lost in it.