Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time.

I traded lots of dreams for a bigger paycheck, and I never even realized I was doing it.

This is the greatest gift God can give you: to understand what happened in your life. To have it explained. It is the peace you have been searching for.

I would lying if I said I would laugh in the face of death.

Once, lovers on faraway shores sat by candlelight and dipped ink to parchment, writing words that could not be erased. They took an evening to compose their thoughts, maybe the next evening as well.

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

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