All that happens when your dreams come true is a slow, melting realization that it wasn't what you thought.

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away.

We need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn't do. All the things we should have done. You can't get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened.

Sacrifice is a part of life. It’s 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.

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

Mortality means you don't have forever to work things out. You can live your life unexamined but then on the last day you're going to think: 'I've left things a little late.

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped.